But I Cant Stay. You Know Why.

You Are A Believer, I Am Not

Just wow at that song because its pure perfection. The cover of Love Will Tear Us Apart aint half bad either. Beats out Nouvelle Vague in mon avis.
I dont really have anything to write about. Oh, I was going to start each blog with an interesting fact, yeah?
Fucckk this is harder than it was when I did 50 of em somehow...

(5 minutes later)
I have an alarming number of dreams about death and dying.
Fascinating AND uplifting, hey?

Last nights one involved a guy trying to kill me with a knife, which I somehow managed to get a hold of and stab him in the chest a few times/slash his face. There was a lot more murder... I think a cat which was mine, but wasnt actually either of my real cats, was killed and like... strung up. I basically ended up running for my life down a massive street, which evidently was all owned by the guy trying to kill me... and I think the whole street was a vehicle of some kind which I had to jump off... and then I could like rewind stuff because it turned out to be a film. Anyway, it was more vomit-inducing and terrifying than I can reiterate now. I dont know what brings the nightmares on, though according to google they 'signify much needed change in [my] life... challenging [me] to grow and evolve'. Bullshitters.

Spose in order to say something of actual value I might have to go a bit ambiguous a la Lis, and tell you that in one sense, things werent as terrible and dire-consequence-carrying than I thought... and its days like this which serve to inform me, its me, my brain which makes situations more difficult than they should be, and I should be more objective, because I might be quite, almost safe, judging by how stuff has been so far. Things in that area are really filling me with the belief in futures which Im pretty sure I didnt quite feel before. And just excitementtttt, so much of it.
In another brainplace, I want to pound my head against a brick wall and simultaneously make myself face this... and...that, and yet force myself to stop... the way Im going about it now? Its weird. Its not something I need to deal with imminently so its not really a problem. Im making it a problem because it wont leave my head, and I shall desist.

Well honestly, Im fairly peachy right now

/T'end