sad dreams of a dead beginning

once more i found myself in vondel park, walking this time since my bike's back tire is completely flat (it's not your fault rabbit). as i walked in a confused and akward manner i started noticing that people paid little attlention to me. of course, this is an everyday occurence, so why bother, however it did get me thinking once again about crap crap crap crap.

listen, this is ridiculous, this is just me somehow trying to live up to my illusions of grandeur that usually come right after or before one of my minor depressive episodes. not depressive enough to be diagnosed but not quite normal either i suppose. anyway, i have no idea why this is starting though i have a pretty good idea where this will go, nowhere. so, free of the responsibility of worthiness and meaning here i go with my rant.

can i just say that it sucks they force a stupid astrological sign onto your profile. some of us don't buy your astrological shit, ok?