life is fucking weird.
i can't even begin to put into words whats been going through my head lately.

what has even been HAPPENING at 417 1/2 wyoming st. the last few nights ( Read more... )

the last few nights... were not real.
last night especially.
what the fuck.

my life is at the lowest it's been, i think. but i still have my five best friends who mean the fucking world to me, and if it weren't for them.. who knows.

i need something in my life. i dont know what it is. i thought i did.

whatever.

wwwhat the fuck.

the last few days have been fun, for the most part. im just really frustrated and need a break.

i went shopping for groceries today.
hanging out with jen boback tonight?

i want to go see the red barons soon. someone go with me.

i

broke

down

and am disgusted with myself.
somewhat.

but at least i feel alright.

job assesment today at 9am went well ( Read more... )

life is too confusing. i'll never have what i want. so.. i'll write about it.

minus the confusing side, life is great. im going for an interview at bank of america at 9am on thursday. i really could use that job. i'll just make so much more money to save to move the fuckkk out of here.

i don't know me and
you don't know me
you don't know you
so we fit so good together
because i knew you like i knew myself
we clung on like barnacles on a boat
even though the ship sinks
you know you can't let go

life is good.
whiskey sours are good too.
sometimes i get nostalgic and sad about things, but fuck it.
its not worth it.

i need a new job.