I DIED JUST A LITTLE

the words, they don't mean anything for now.i have EIGHT bloody articles to complete(8's my number damn it),
some retarded reflections to hike up,
three irritating math tutorials to complete,
one scary alcohol to face,
two tests to mug for.
the words can easily vocab to more unruly ones but i prefer to be nice, for now.

i have to plan to mug outside with someone cos home isn't good.
i use the com, i watch tteeeveee and i eat and sleep and sleep, yes sleep.
okay i have to work on those bullshits,
prob only at five thirty that i'm switching on my social life!
great, let me come home real late tonight!(:

everything i do reminds me of you. shit

fake a smile so he won't see.....