February 4, 2010

looks like i'm goin' back.

i guess it's time.

i sorta feel like i'm watching myself.
like all this shit
it's happening and everything
and i'm experiencing it.
but not necessarily feeling it happen.
i'm just watching it all.
floating while decisions are made.
and pills are placed into small little paper cups.
those fucking paper cups.
y'know, maybe it wont be half bad.

maybe like a fourth.
but i fucking hate peeing in cups.
those fucking plastic cups.
bleh.