Okay, so I am in this constant state of paranoia. Every time I see someone talking I assume they are talking about me. Okay so I know you are going to say, " Lola, don't be ridiculous, you know what they say about people who assume, they make an ass out of u and me." I know, I get it. But it fallows you around, every turn to you take, every word you speak, Paranoia is there. I have fear.
Maybe it's because it's my Birthday soon. Ick. I do not like birthdays. I don't like presents, I am not having a good time with my family right now. It's just ick.
I think I am going to cut my hair.
I am having a random mood all day.
It goes with the Paranoia. Weird isn't it.
Whew, try having a conversation with me.
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