I Should Not Be Writing Right Now
I need to go to sleep. I'm to have surgery soon. I need my rest. No, I should not be writing right now.
My insides are in turmoil again, and I've already thrown up so it's not that. My brain is throwing pictures against the white shiny screen of my mind. I don't know what it means, but it seems like a good story. There seems to be a lot of blood involved, anyhow. And mythology, which is always interesting even when blood gets boring. My god, I'm fucking insane. And I'm so into the benefits of insanity.
I've been putting off for so long that which i've dreaded because I know how much I will love it.
I'm pretty sure god hates me.
Vive le livre!
My insides are in turmoil again, and I've already thrown up so it's not that. My brain is throwing pictures against the white shiny screen of my mind. I don't know what it means, but it seems like a good story. There seems to be a lot of blood involved, anyhow. And mythology, which is always interesting even when blood gets boring. My god, I'm fucking insane. And I'm so into the benefits of insanity.
I've been putting off for so long that which i've dreaded because I know how much I will love it.
I'm pretty sure god hates me.
Vive le livre!