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I wanna draw, but I don't have any specific inspiration.

I wanna write, but I don't have a story.

I wanna play a song, but my baby's gone away.

I wanna write an angsty ballad of the s**t of the world and commit suicide, but I'm such a pansy.

I wanna get advice on my next step from a psychic friend, because, even if they're fake, they'd have a better idea of what to do next than I would. With family, with money, with... other stuff. -_-

I wanna get local friends... But how?

I'm tired. I'm tired of being ugly. I'm tired of feeling like s**t. I'm tired of living here.

I'm thinking about quitting smoking. -ing-ing-ing. They just don't taste good anymore...

I feel like the emo bands of the world merged into a mighty being named MEGA ANGST and took a s**t and -poof- here I am. >_o;