had a fucking awful dream last night. Personification of war, body parts, agony, darkness (literally), guilt, the whole bit.

very, very tired today.

I've got so much to do before midnight, and I'd rather be writing fanfic. Ack. *drudges through schoolwork*

I shouldn't have listened to these sad songs. Fuck. What the hell is wrong with me?

Back. Sort of. Need to rant and some people on Twitter are partial to swearing. BUT... ARGH!

Apparently, sleep is for the weak today.

Trippy, yes, but also beautiful-- I feel better now.

writing is a great stress relief, but working off of deadlines brings it back again.

I can't get this song out of my head. Say what I will about Supernatural, but they have a great soundtrack.

According to Plurk, I'm not plurking enough. So, plurk, plurk, plurk, plurk...