PUMPKING INSANITY

Yes…I know my title makes no sense. It’s not meant to. It’s meant to convey the fact that I feel like I’m going fucking insane. INSANE. Yesterday I spoke to myself. Actually, scrap that. Yesterday I spoke to someone else, who wasn’t there. I spoke aloud, in my bedroom, when I was alone. And I’ve noticed, that every morning as I make my way hurriedly to the traffic lights next to the accomodation, that I speak and laugh to myself. I used to think it was bad that funny memories would make me grin inanely in public and sometimes I’d even fail to suppress a chuckle, but this is just fucking mental. Anyway, that is all.

: 10 Mar 2008 23:22 |  Comments (2) |  Report a problem