Classy as fuck.



Cassmandra
Est. 1993


caution: Reading of this blog may cause extreme boredom, erectile dysfunction and drowsiness.
Do not operate heavy machinery after reading.

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I wish I knew what I was looking for in life. I wish I knew what I could do to make everything better. I wish I didn’t fuck up so bad and so often. Sometimes it seems I just do it on purpose. Are people ignoring me or am I pushing them away, or, better yet, is it all in my head? Some days I am pretty sure it is. I wish I wasn’t so lonely but at the same time I am happy in my isolation. If I am away from people I can’t screw with their heads. Always I am asking myself, why? Seriously. Why. The. Fuck. Do. I. Do. This. 

Okay. No more shrooms.

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