even i hate that im listening to this song

truth is you find youself a stereotype sometimes. find yourself awake when you should give sleep a shot. make yourself into that stupid image of a sad bastard you never want to be.

the past two days have been incredibly strange. i'd complain, but there's no room for complaints anymore.

someone told me once that happiness was a choice...

well, someone give me a coin. i need to flip it.