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I'm spiraling, again.

I'm sinking back to a place I don't want or need to go. And there's no real reason.

I feel empty and alone. Everyone sees but no one looks.

Luckily, I'm able to find solace in early 90's boy-band/punk-band/punk-boy/boy-punk music.

Weird thing is, that's what got me here in the first place. I just need to stay away from that one song. If I can go the night without it, I'll be ok.

Gosh, it's been forever, hasn't it? I haven't written in so long!  I've been working on a Van Gogh story, perhaps post segments? Why do I only blog when I'm sad or pissed off? Oh yeah, because I started this to vent, because no one I know can give me an iota of their time to talk about my problems.  That's cool.

Allons-y!

ps. HUNGER GAMES WAS FREAKING AWESOME!!!!

That is all.