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I think it's funny how I love someone who could never love me back, yet I ignore those who actually do love me. I've been pretty down lately and for no reason. Well, there is a reason, and I don't feel like dedicating a post to how incredibly depressed and angsty I am at the moment.
Last night was boring and uneventful as usual. I just sat on the couch/computer chair all night watching random things that amused me for a brief five minutes at a time. My mother had her boyhuman come over last night so I could meet/judge him. It all somehow leads back to Kevin though. He apparently was best friends with Kevin's good friend, etc.etc.etc. It's all one shitty cycle after the other, and he was just a bore. I suppose I would feel differently if I hadn't been in such a bad mood all weekend.
I have a tremendous amount of work that I need to do, and I am just putting it off until the last second as usual. I fucking rule.
Last night was boring and uneventful as usual. I just sat on the couch/computer chair all night watching random things that amused me for a brief five minutes at a time. My mother had her boyhuman come over last night so I could meet/judge him. It all somehow leads back to Kevin though. He apparently was best friends with Kevin's good friend, etc.etc.etc. It's all one shitty cycle after the other, and he was just a bore. I suppose I would feel differently if I hadn't been in such a bad mood all weekend.
I have a tremendous amount of work that I need to do, and I am just putting it off until the last second as usual. I fucking rule.