FUUUUUUUCK. A not so great day and unwinding on the walk home I start focusing on every thing that isn't right. I hold myself to fix everything I have no business in.
I do not think there is a single human that can be relied on the way I want or need. This is incredibly rough to think about, especially when lonely/depressed.
I feel like I'm internethomeless. I tried all the other stuff out there but I keep walking past this place like it's the house I grew up in
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I check LJ and it's five people, two of which post only twitter feeds and flyers- which I already get via facebook and twitter. I moved my internal blabbering someplace more public and private. I'm still here, though. thinking about posting drawings. unsure. in santa barbara. hate it. weather is great. love, alw
me: "I am SOoo excited to go home!" coworker: "Yeah? Going to go home, rub one out, and go to sleep?" me: "... you know, I might do that.". me: "I'm probably going to just go straight to sleep" coworker: "Yeah, sometimes it just takes too much energy"