blech
Yea....so I randomly heard the song "I've Grown Accustomed to Your Face" today, and I nearly broke down mentally and emotionally.
I'm really starting to worry myself, what with the whole feeling on edge all the time, and having...literally...NEEDING to be by myself for days at a time so I don't have a public breakdown and just snap.
It just amazes me I suppose, when you're not the type of person that calls people everyone seems to just disappear. I think I may need to learn to actually do that. I just never have anything to DO really, and I know it annoys the hell out of me when people call and are just like "hi....*silence*". So I try not to do it.
Not to mention I don't really think anyone really WANTS to talk to me.
It's funny, you don't do anything and people build up images about you. Apparently I'm thought stupid by some because I don't throw out big words for the hell of it. I don't really understand...I'm starting to think I need to just stop ever talking so that people can just look at me and form their opinions. After all, the way I dress can't possibly be because I don't have money for clothes...nonono, it obviously is because i LOVE wearing those clothes. Lemme tell ya, if I could walk around in the same clothes I have for years, i would.
The only article of clothing the above statement describes accurately is jeans.
Hah, i'm a lonely motherfucker, but I don't do anything about it because people just find ways to hate me, or at least it seems to be that way. That view has held pretty damn accurate for the past year or so, and that really doesn't help me trying to dismiss it as a warped insane point of view.
Somebody save me.
I'm really starting to worry myself, what with the whole feeling on edge all the time, and having...literally...NEEDING to be by myself for days at a time so I don't have a public breakdown and just snap.
It just amazes me I suppose, when you're not the type of person that calls people everyone seems to just disappear. I think I may need to learn to actually do that. I just never have anything to DO really, and I know it annoys the hell out of me when people call and are just like "hi....*silence*". So I try not to do it.
Not to mention I don't really think anyone really WANTS to talk to me.
It's funny, you don't do anything and people build up images about you. Apparently I'm thought stupid by some because I don't throw out big words for the hell of it. I don't really understand...I'm starting to think I need to just stop ever talking so that people can just look at me and form their opinions. After all, the way I dress can't possibly be because I don't have money for clothes...nonono, it obviously is because i LOVE wearing those clothes. Lemme tell ya, if I could walk around in the same clothes I have for years, i would.
The only article of clothing the above statement describes accurately is jeans.
Hah, i'm a lonely motherfucker, but I don't do anything about it because people just find ways to hate me, or at least it seems to be that way. That view has held pretty damn accurate for the past year or so, and that really doesn't help me trying to dismiss it as a warped insane point of view.
Somebody save me.