Lonely and so untrue

Distance makes the heart grow weak,

So that the mouth can barely speak,

Except to those who hide their needs.

All the boys get the girls in the back

Most epic concert ever! I'd just like to say that I pick the most awesome people to worship! Hee. Lost my wallet and two fucking hundred dollars tthough. Karma is an ugly bitch but I won't deny that I didn't deserve it. It's becoming all too tiring to be a horrible person, I can barely keep up. Much as I can barely keep up with everything I used to be, not that I ever get to anymore. In the midst of crazy-epic-dancing-freaking-out-that-I-am-seeing-Gwen-fucking-Stefani-live, I realized two things. 1) I haven't had that much fun sober in extremely long. 2) There are a ton of things weighing me down (if you know what I mean). Ruining my high. It's called payback, and quite literally too. It's been a rather bland week, to say the very least, despite the epic excitement. I don't know if you believe in over-comfort. And yet in the midst of being (for lack of a better word) controlled, feelings of being neglected are becoming more resounding. Irony. I am so fucking impossible. Just one more time: No Doubt FTW! 

You sure have changed since yesterday

Without any warning.

Welcome to the Tragic Kingdom

I miss everyone and everything.

How do I feel this good sober?

(New Life Moto)

I guess it's time to talk. The past week has seen me regurgitating tired cliche lines I never imagined ever needing to use. Everybody makes mistakes, yet no one is as poisonous as I am right now. Wining and dining(and then some) may have tided us over but somewhere inside I still fear for dearness. Flashes of unforgettable images burnt into every inch of my skin. This shit is not fun at all. The amount of negative energy surrounding me is so fucking overwhelming that that breakdown was really nothing at all. The best part is this will never fucking end and you know how fucking easily I lose sight of why and how everything is important to me. I was right to say that things will never be the same. Losing; and that makes me so tragically sad. Amidst everything, I also learnt that I have some really stupid people in my life. And due to new circumstances, I only just realized how this relationship is so fucking looked down upon by everyone and because I am no longer allowed to laugh along, I don't know how to react to anything. Or maybe I'm really just too scared to do anything.

Why do I feel this party's over?

I'm much too proud to walk away

Somehow, every thing's gonna fall right into place.

You'll sleep till May

There is no escape.

Now there's only emptiness

So it has been a long and tedious week. Work is getting somewhat comfortable; running errands like getting ice and counting things. At least I'm getting paid. Hurhur. Days have been filled with the most unnecessary drama ever. It's really not that I have nothing to say or that I'm afraid to start something, because everyone knows I live for this kind of shit, but sometimes you simply have to pick your battles and choose the ones that are even fucking worth the time of day. f you lie, you don't deserve to have friends. Anyway, Thursday + Free-flow of champagne + Redbull vodka = epic bad idea = epic consequences. And it really wasn't until I was throwing up alone at six in the morning that I realized how much this shit means to me. Such is life.

This is a social scene anyway