...

iam feeling weird...
i felt drunk when i stepped out of the bus...
i think maybe iam subconciously a slut...
the need for attention is definately growing...

whats happening?...
what do i exactly want?...
what the hell am i doing?...
what the f***...

oh yes... 6 more days and it would be exactly 5 months...
do you remember?
i feel liek screaming...
i want to be found dead in bed.

herms.