Fake scenes and plastic dreams.
2more days of work. days just seems to blur pass recently. i have no concept of time and day. work is all i feel that my life is about currently. i think i really need to go out and chill out sometime soon. make it faster please.
i've been eating like mad and gaining weight like no one's business. it's really depressing to be living like this. if this is working life, i wish i wouldn't have to work all my life.
i feel the urge to start smoking. that's bad. and yes, work is that bad.