2002-04-23 - 5:48 a.m.
it's late, cant sleep. monotonous lifestyle has kept me repeating bullshit numerous amounts of times throughout this semester. for what good? what the fuck am i doing to myself? i'm really trying hard here, but i'm sabotaging my own life.
i didn't even mean to do it tonite. but low and behold i've fucked it all up. i'm a page in a novel, overlooked with severity...i've taken it upon myself to graciously rip my own soul apart in public....this is not what was intended. it's not insanity but a critique of my actions...am i fucking my life up on purpose? man, that would be pathetic. songs to highlight these catastrophes: mainly it would be pavement's "here" although a few others such as radiohead's "fake plastic trees" and, oh yes, even the oldie but oh-so-defining song of my life, "driveway to driveway" by superchunk. sorry to all the scensters out there, these songs are nothing new but are quite the biography at times like this. fuck. someone torch new brunswick, please. preferrably while im in it.
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