September 20th, 2003


(no subject)

i'm worn down.


i need some time to myself to do nothing, glorious nothing, and not have to worry about everything.

i want to spend some time on me. doing stuff i want to do. ...i need to.

i'm tired of living my life doing shit for other people. it's all school and selling stuff and cleaning the fucking apartment. clean clean list list try to squeeze in time to work on creative stuff.

hopefully stuff will change. but right now i'm definitely not happy.

i'm not not happy in a "oh my life sucks" kinda way, i'm not happy in a "this is really fucking inconvenient" kind of way.