Somewhere Along The Line

... Just Happens To Be Myself.

Honest to GOD. Wow. My life sucks, and you know why? I do it to myself. How? I can't keep my mouth shut, there's always something for me to say. And everything that comes out of my mouth is unwelcome. Human ears can't stand the sound of my voice. Even when I sing, I have the weirdest singing voice. And I am sure that the cat is getting sick to death of hearing me ramble.

So I've always felt this way. I've always been cut off. I thought it was because most of what I have to say is easily uninteresting.

And nothing is ever important enough for anyone to care.

Or feel.

And that's why I've always been shut up. I guess I just felt to much. And you know what? I don't think I want to anymore. I'm sick of having my heart broken and just bowing out with all the grace in the world. I'm sick of myself.

And I'm Sure My Heart Is Sick Of Me Too.

I've promised not to feel unless it is absolutley nessasary.

Which is great, because now I won't have to worry about tears making my flawless foundation job streak. I've worked too hard to perfect it.

So, yeah, I think I'm the biggest Bitch I know. And will continue to know.

But typing this up, I don't know just how I feel. For the past few days, I've been pretty apathetic. I don't even know wether or not I'm hungry anymore. I could feed on my own emotions until I get a cookie or something, and then realize just how empty I am.

I kinda like it, minus the dizzy spells due to my anemia. But I can cure that with pills.

Everything can be cured with pills now a days. Even I can be made to shut up with the help of PILLS!

Don't you just love how far the human race has progressed? We can drug our selves to save our selves, in more than one way.

I'm of course sXe. So No Drugs Here. But I can't help but look at things that way. Everything is so artificial now, that people don't even feel like they used to. I want the old time movies, where the girl and the guy always get together in the end. Bring back the bright sound.

Goddamn Casablanca. Goddamn The Mute Button. And Goddamn Pop Music.