Nobody understands anybody's anything.
I've been reading too much Henry Rollins. *shiver* It's cool for a little bit and then I just start to want to kill things and set fires. It worries me.
I think I need to start confronting things. Lately I noticed that I tend to ignore things that really bother me. I'll talk to people about petty things. That's probably why people think I complain all the time. The things I'm really worried about, I don't tell people and try to ignore. I will ignore it and run if ever confronted. I've hidden behind many a shrub and trashcan from people I just don't want to see...I mean, like, a lot. It's either normal and I just don't know...or I'm a puss. Either of those are fine, really. I guess I don't care.
"...um, I'll just tell them that somebody slipped me a date rape drug last night. They think I'm crazy anyway."
I think I need to start confronting things. Lately I noticed that I tend to ignore things that really bother me. I'll talk to people about petty things. That's probably why people think I complain all the time. The things I'm really worried about, I don't tell people and try to ignore. I will ignore it and run if ever confronted. I've hidden behind many a shrub and trashcan from people I just don't want to see...I mean, like, a lot. It's either normal and I just don't know...or I'm a puss. Either of those are fine, really. I guess I don't care.
"...um, I'll just tell them that somebody slipped me a date rape drug last night. They think I'm crazy anyway."