i am hanging on every word you say @ 10:40 a.m. on 05.19.2003

20 whole days.. and I can't believe I'm still in this state of apathy, trying to repress my emotions while at the same time trying to splatter everyone with them. Fuck it.

I don't care what anyone says, The Matrix owns your fucking mom AND your family dog, and that's that. See it. Live it. Believe it. Orgasmic MindFuck, I tell you.

So much time and nothing to say. How is it this always happens? So much for an update. Thanks for everyone who left a note or entry wondering where I was and all, much appreciated it. But I can't offer anything good to read because... I can't offer myself anything good at all. Sorry.

the past & the future

past × note × book