I had a conversation with Yoel on the train on Halloween and it really made me start thinking about why I do certain things. Like, I am who I am, but why? I always wonder why I like making friends so much, but hate sustaining them. Or why I cannot stand talking on the phone with anyone but Somala. Unless my conversation has purpose, I just can’t keep talking; it makes me cringe. Or why...
I’m a fucking disgusting, ugly piece of shit. I haven’t gotten a haircut in weeks, I haven’t brush my teeth in 2 days, I have an super-swollen mouth from my inconvenient cold sore. Humans are so fucking gross. And so is disease. Like why does 80% of this fucking world have this disgusting, sneaky, manifesting herpes strand virus lying dormant in their faces?! On top of that,...
I got bounced out of a club last night
Lol. The wonders of being underaged.
I'm just tired
of being tired of anything. High school is just stupid. Living with my mom is just pointless. Staying here is just ripping years away from my life. I’m just so tired of annoying, narcissistic assholes. I need more down people in my life I swear! High school moves are just dumb. Nobody can ever get alcohol, nobody can ever get cool people to show up, nobody can ever have a descent place,...
...and my weekend begins
For my Marseau
I learned the other day of the existence of 6 dimensions I’m not and never will be exposed to. I’m just an ignorant flatlander in my pointless 4th dimension. I’m constantly vacillating between appreciation and exhaustion of my school life. Sometimes I equate it to ignorant bliss and reality, or ignorant bliss and cynical reality. At the end of the day, I’m still ignorantly...
What Naviance has to say about me:
People like you are confident, and assertive. You almost always seem to be sure of yourself, and you speak your mind directly and honestly. You have strong opinions and are usually able to convince others that your position is right. While you are naturally very fair, you are also rather outspoken. Because you are so friendly and comfortable being the center of attention, you probably have a...
zoetroperealdope: To give you the willies before bed. (It changes every time you do it!)