Hey all. I’m in great pain and you? Oh sorry. I didn’t realize that ya’ll didn’t ask me how I was. Well, now you know. Lucky you. And I’m not gonna ask you how you are. Because then I’d be talking to no-one. Since no-one ever reads this. But whatever.
Damnit. Maybe I should go get some pain pills or something. Nah. It’s not that bad. My word, I am lame. Here I am, complaining about the pain, but I don’t want to get a pain pill. That is pretty stupid, yes. But it should be gone soon enough. I hope. If it’s not gone by tonight, I really will go get a freaking pill.

This is different to self-induced pain, please note. With self-induced pain, you only have yourself to blame. In this case, however… okay. Maybe I don’t have anyone to blame for it. But it is still different, I tell you. At least then you get to actually see what is wrong. In this case, nothing is even wrong. Which means that you get no freaking sympathy except from other girlfriends (and by girlfriends, I obviously mean friends that are girls. I am way too into a certain guy to possibly even consider a girl. Being les is wrong. Dont be so sickminded. And yes, I do realize that by telling ya’ll not to be sickminded, I seem to be proving that I am sick-minded. But I’m not. I simply reread what I type and, when I do so, I see the possibilities of sickmindedness. If you get me. But whatever).

Well, whatever. Ima go get a pain pill now.

~ by cravingoxygen on August 25, 2008.