im mad now, because im confused about everything and i cant think straight.
but im happy about being mad because i rather not think.

shit's happening.
nobody's at home, they are out, shopping
im feeling unwell. but im not dead.
im having wierd nonsence for lunch.
school's starting.
homework's undone.

love is in the air. but i dont get a share.
but its okay. cosmo loves me.