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I'm back at the point where I don't know how things ended up the way they did. Well, that's not entirely true. Drugs was the reason things are the way they are. Usually I figure that a couple nights' sleep and some food should do the trick but this time not so much. Like, I think I'm going to stop FB'ing. Truth be told, I feel like all I have is imaginary friends. I mean, everyone's away and this place is not any more inviting than it was a year ago. If anything, it's less so. But again, that is also my fault.
So... life is shitty at the moment. More than anything I'm bored, jonesing, and lonely. None of those things can be easily remedied, alas, so the moment will prevail.
Oh shit.... I also just realized that I have only the clothes on my back to my name. I should make that a priority but I also feel like what's the fucking point? The good people don't want to extend themselves anymore, the not-so-good are always laughing at me and to everyone else I'm just another j-cat. So I'll be a cold J-Cat.
So... now that THAT'S been written, time to go be listless elsewhere.
So... life is shitty at the moment. More than anything I'm bored, jonesing, and lonely. None of those things can be easily remedied, alas, so the moment will prevail.
Oh shit.... I also just realized that I have only the clothes on my back to my name. I should make that a priority but I also feel like what's the fucking point? The good people don't want to extend themselves anymore, the not-so-good are always laughing at me and to everyone else I'm just another j-cat. So I'll be a cold J-Cat.
So... now that THAT'S been written, time to go be listless elsewhere.