Oh no I've said too much.

I'm hooked onto R.E.M's Losing My Religion. Damn it Ryan why did you sing it so well.

I slept with monsters last night. With dead bodies floating in a stagnant river. I hate it. I hate today. I hate every fucking moment of my life. There was something in this dream too, saying that boredom actually causes someone to be depressed. I woke up because I had to pee, just before dead nicole kidman with her mouth stiched up and her hollow eyes could get me. Wow. Phew. Hello pee pee. Thank you.

That's me in the spotlight, losing my religion... *hums* I've been listening to the song for an hour, set to repeat mode. OhmyGod. And plus I have been doing Phil's little dance and head tossing. OhmyGod I so fucking rock. Haha not.

Ok fuck. Fuck. FUCKKKK. I have nothing good to say really. I had a lot of things to write, but I've forgotten. And I probably won't say it over here since the public is so critical.

Now I've said too much.