Drift

This semester has made me feel very unlike myself.
I am selfish, boring, and tired, all the time.

This is not me. This was never me.

Sadtown. Sad sad sad sad sadtown.

Woe is Me

Using only song names from one band, answer the following questions.

Pick your Artist:
Warren Zevon



Describe yourself:
Excitable Boy

How do you feel:
Numb As A Statue

Describe where you currently live:
Please Stay

If you could go anywhere, where would you go:
Veracruz

Your favorite form of transportation:
The Envoy

Your best friend is:
Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner

You and your best friends are:
Werewolves of London

What's the weather like:
Ain't That Pretty At All

Favorite time of day:
The Rest of the Night

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
Poor, Poor Pitiful Me

What is life to you:
Life'll Kill Ya

Your relationship:
El Amor De Mi Vida

Your fear:
Lawyers, Guns and Money

What is the best advice you have to give:
Hit Somebody

Thought for the Day:
I'll Sleep When I'm Dead

How I would like to die:
Accidentally Like a Martyr

My soul's present condition:
My Shit's Fucked Up

My motto:
Gorilla, You're a Desperado

Chokehold

Is it really a threat?
I know it's not.
Why do I seem to feel it is?

Year of Carnage

If I were to die, I'd want to be remembered. More than just a measly facebook group with <60 members, with 3 wall posts. I'd want to be truly missed. Truly.

Mutated

I've decided I could never be a mother. If I gave birth to a deformed child, I wouldn't want it.