Where am I!? Where the hell did I get these fucking CLOTHES? And why is someone's diary on my lap? Girl's don't even keep diaries still do they?
Damn, how long have I been up?
I am OUT of it man. Y'know for some reason I feel like I had said I'd post something here. It had to do with a library and a fire. Meh, dreams. Fuck it. I'm going to look around and get something to eat.
Peace, the fuck, OUT.