not tired

still up, my roommate is still sleeping, but was on the phone with her ex, pacing the apartment for an hour, i don't care really but i do know one thing and that is do NOT keep in touch with ex-es. never. that leads to utter and complete sorrowful hell. i don't keep in touch with any ex-es except for david. and the only reason i keep in touch with david is because i have known him for 10 years, he saw me go through adolescence, i mean, shhhiiiiit. my roommate needs to cut the fucker lose. let him find someone else to sadistically embrace and ultimately confuse. i hate boyfriends. they ruin your social life. and my happiness comes first, he ha.i visited my close friend amy tonight. our visits are so....i can hear my roommate peeing, not what i'd rather hear right now. she is still in the bathroom ten minutes later, is she dead? i hope not. nah, she is probably shitting. sexy. i hate the sun. i want beauty, i want to overwhelm.