sometimes nothing is a pretty cool hand
Fucking Christ. I quit my job. My life is a shambles.
I didn't know there was a hurricane until, like, yesterday. I didn't know that Mccain had picked a running mate, let alone that she was a woman or that one of her five children was pregnant. I missed the olympics. I need a haircut, and I'm pretty sure I have a concussion, but I'm not sure what I should do since I got it Sunday, and then I vomitted, cried for a couple of hours, got chills, and took a really long nap.
DID I DO PERMANENT BRAIN DAMAGE?! FUCK!
I need someone a lot smarter than me to weigh my options and then tell me what the hell to do. Do I go back to Charlotte and settle? I was happy there...in a sense. I mean, do people ever really get people? Should I move to Hagerstown and get back to Single and Starving while living cheaply and making money easily? What about Richmond? Can I ever leave the east coast? How much do I need to sacrifice for Dad and Ginger? Can I just move to Amsterdam and cook and smoke, or is that too easy? What about my furniture? and my books and my records?
All I know is that VOLT wasn't healthy. I went from a crush to a relationship to a dependence in a month; that's worse than things were with Jay! haha! And speaking of relationships, I could go for about a day of man-affection and no more, but there are no viable candidates. I've already stared down every bearded hippie boy on market street, and they are not interested.
MY HEAD HURTS FUCKING BAD!! I'm exhausted.
When will I make it?
I didn't know there was a hurricane until, like, yesterday. I didn't know that Mccain had picked a running mate, let alone that she was a woman or that one of her five children was pregnant. I missed the olympics. I need a haircut, and I'm pretty sure I have a concussion, but I'm not sure what I should do since I got it Sunday, and then I vomitted, cried for a couple of hours, got chills, and took a really long nap.
DID I DO PERMANENT BRAIN DAMAGE?! FUCK!
I need someone a lot smarter than me to weigh my options and then tell me what the hell to do. Do I go back to Charlotte and settle? I was happy there...in a sense. I mean, do people ever really get people? Should I move to Hagerstown and get back to Single and Starving while living cheaply and making money easily? What about Richmond? Can I ever leave the east coast? How much do I need to sacrifice for Dad and Ginger? Can I just move to Amsterdam and cook and smoke, or is that too easy? What about my furniture? and my books and my records?
All I know is that VOLT wasn't healthy. I went from a crush to a relationship to a dependence in a month; that's worse than things were with Jay! haha! And speaking of relationships, I could go for about a day of man-affection and no more, but there are no viable candidates. I've already stared down every bearded hippie boy on market street, and they are not interested.
MY HEAD HURTS FUCKING BAD!! I'm exhausted.
When will I make it?