when i'm with you baby, you're always on my mind.
i just can't get enough. i just can't get enough.
**revised**
as i'm living this life, i can't help but wonder why
i just don't give a fuck. i just don't give a fuck.
i'm hungry. i skipped lunch and dinner, which is always a bad idea.
and i re-met this guy in the lounge while watching the usual suspects (i've met him before, but he didnt' remember my name) and we shook hands but i was so sick and tired that i gave this really limp, halfass shake, and after i just wanted to say, "dude, i'm sorry. that handshake sucked ass. lemme try again." but i was too sick and tired to say that. so now i feel like a dumbass for even caring.
i can't decide if i'm hungry or tired and if i could handle studying right now, because i really need to. eyes...closing...forget food. i'm going to bed.