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In all complete and utter honesty... had I the balls, I think I would rather just throw away all my things and buy a one way ticket to somewhere sandy and lonely and never reappear. If possible - fake a death. Hell... even a real one sounds okay right now. I really miss the days where I could just call someone and have them come over. Hang out, watch a movie. Now... I'm pathetically ranting in a diaryland diary (who really cares anyway?) about wanting to just disappear. I quit smoking though.. haven't done so in probably 2 or 3 weeks. Tried to take a drag at work last night but it hurt and wasn't nearly as good as I thought it to be. Maybe I really quit. I'm kinda impressed. Yeah... a one way ticket with a faked death. I need to work on that one. Umm.. but if anyone reads this and hears that I'm dead.. take it from me. It's true. [No I didn't just blow my cover...psh]
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