rather bland
i dont know why
but just feeling blah
little sick right now with a cold
my voice has proceeded to recede into a musky grumble
my throat is itchy
i want it to be christmas
i want to be in napa
i want my parents to not be so gosh damn fucking rediculous
i want to see family, but i dont want to see my dad
i want my mom to not be such a bitch
i want everything im pondering to be answered
i want to just relax
but i cant
my mind is restless
its raining outside...
i can hear the chimes blowing around in the back
i want andrew here...
its cold in my room, but how i long for the snow
i need to pack, i feel guilty, so mu