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01 February 2010 @ 12:54 am
God, you're an inconceivable prick. "Oh, you're smiling for once." The reason why you never see me smile is because when you see me, I am forced to look at you and you make me unbearably nauseous. You don't know this, but I know you very well, as I went to school with your daughter. I know you hit her and used to force feed her, and I know you're the reason why that beautiful, talented girl is so insecure about herself. The sight of you makes me ill. And of course, you are one of the fucks that wastes their money on countless lottery tickets. Can you honestly not think of anything better to put your money into? You're not going to win. Not ever. The world won't let it. People like you shouldn't have that kind of fortune. Not ever. And to respond to your snappy remark, "Well, you have nothing better to do," I hope you know that, on the contrary, I have much better things to do at work than clean up after your self-made mess. There are about 100000 BETTER things I can think of doing than wiping up the shit you spill on my counter. Go buy your milk, your shitty discount, broken items and your lottery tickets somewhere else. If I ever decide to quit my job, I sure hope I bump into you. And I'll let you know I feel. So don't you ever make a sexual pass at me again. You revolt me.
Current Mood: infuriatedinfuriated
Current Music: alice - cocteau twins
31 January 2010 @ 02:03 pm
And I hum out your heartbreak, it rolls of my tongue
Dissolving into nothing but words I once sung
You're deformed and disfigured
It hurts to accept such a truth
That you died all alone and nobody loved you
But now it lies in the dirt
Somewhere hard in the earth
Lodged in my throat
Where it screams out of tune
And I, I dream of you
Hollowed out and glued together with bones
That weep and moan such sacred bitter words
You stand in my dream, beaming through that skin
I break it off, and let you out of the shell you sleep within
Current Mood: irateirate
Current Music: follow me - neon hitch
31 January 2010 @ 02:50 am
Aside from working the night shifts in a sad drugstore and occasionally throwing up over university anxiety, I have so much time to myself to write and draw and lie in bed watching movies. I think I might be going crazy though. my brain is slowly turning to mush from tv static, lack of thought and too much oatmeal. Tonight at work I met a pretty woman without a leg and she told me she liked my hair and then I went out for coffee with Jenn and now...now I'm doing exactly what i'm not supposed to be doing (wasting my time, staying up until 4:28 in the morning) i'm watching bette davis cry on my tv and it's upsetting me. i'm also listening to cat power's depressing voice drone on and that is also upsetting me. as well, when i forget to drink milk my feet start to ache and cry and I imagine that the second i attempt to sleep they will prevent it

Current Mood: coldcold
Current Music: cusp - sonny