2/11-10...23:09
Oh yeah.. I soo started updating this blogthingy.. way to go disciplin!
Anyway.. what's new? A bunch of things so..ehr fuck it.. the most important I guess is that..
How interesting, huh?
Now..I'm just laying on mine and JJ's shitty madrass on the floor, he's sleeping as usual and I'm too fucking warm to sleep.. fever is a bitch..
I'm having a hard time adjusting my way of thought to this new life..You know, I just can't get over this "I'm a raging maniac"-thing, and it's starting to wear me down real bad from time to time..
It's like damn shit is coming my way constantly. I'm all chatoic and messed up mentally since I don't know how to help my babysis'. Her ex comitted suicide just the other week..and she's fucking heartbroken! I mean..what the FUCk can I do? I wanna take that pain away from her so badly..But shit, man..how could I?
Talked to my grandpa today and he's not feeling well att all.. I think he's getting worse, much worse. And I hate the thought, can't stand the thought of him not being here anymore. He is and has always been just as much as a father to me as my actual dad- sometimes more..
I mean.. I love that goofy old man with all my black lil heart.
"write it down, get it out of your head and you'll feel better"
yeah, thanks for that advice mf.. Writing doesn't stirr all the shitty thoughts up, huh?
..Screw you
Anyway.. what's new? A bunch of things so..ehr fuck it.. the most important I guess is that..
- Me and my Hubby is about to celebrate halfayear together..
- We moved out from Kongo's place..
- We moved back to Kongo's place
- I've lost like 5 cellphones, one wallet( who I got back fortunately), a camera worth 20 00 kr and my very first drumsticks which reminds me..
- I did start to take drumlessons, but then I moved up to Stockholm and it all went to shit..but hopefully I'll take it up again.
- I've realized I'm not sick..although I do have some weird shit going on inside my head and should take a closer look at that..
- I've had pneumonia for the second time of my life and this time It wasn't a near death experience.
How interesting, huh?
Now..I'm just laying on mine and JJ's shitty madrass on the floor, he's sleeping as usual and I'm too fucking warm to sleep.. fever is a bitch..
I'm having a hard time adjusting my way of thought to this new life..You know, I just can't get over this "I'm a raging maniac"-thing, and it's starting to wear me down real bad from time to time..
It's like damn shit is coming my way constantly. I'm all chatoic and messed up mentally since I don't know how to help my babysis'. Her ex comitted suicide just the other week..and she's fucking heartbroken! I mean..what the FUCk can I do? I wanna take that pain away from her so badly..But shit, man..how could I?
Talked to my grandpa today and he's not feeling well att all.. I think he's getting worse, much worse. And I hate the thought, can't stand the thought of him not being here anymore. He is and has always been just as much as a father to me as my actual dad- sometimes more..
I mean.. I love that goofy old man with all my black lil heart.
"write it down, get it out of your head and you'll feel better"
yeah, thanks for that advice mf.. Writing doesn't stirr all the shitty thoughts up, huh?
..Screw you
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