A thought, then some more thoughts.

Warning! Warning!
Down we plunge to the prison of my mind!

Don't blame me if it scars you for life.

My family is fucked up at the moment. I say screw 'em. And I'll keep saying that until I need money for university. Heh heh.

My shoulder has been hurting a lot more than normal. I think my shoulder is magically connected to both my stress levels and my sleeping patterns. The less I sleep and the more stress I encounter [which, I'll have you know, are connected], the sore...er my shoulder gets.

*le sigh* Damn life getting in the way of happy fantasy land where there is a river of yummy gumdrops and boys don't wear clothes.

( Don't read if you're easily offened or going to start something with me )