epuise

i started writing a poem and it made absolutely no sense. haha. that's cause im fucking so tired that im like, hallucinating. i am trippin billboards. bananas. i was in a meeting for a car racing online game called traxsters and i was staring at the computer display screen in the conference room with like, 10 bosses and just like, blanky staring at the clients laughing at the wrong time and just not contributing to the meeting AT ALL. It was the longest hour and half of my life straight up. i felt like this yesterday in the car so i called andrew. he woke my shit up. now im at the wheel of the puter dangerous.

i ate some salad
i ate some cake

now i want to die

ahhahaahhahahahaahhaha

Holllllly shiiiiit
im a delirious.