stuffity, stuff, stuff, stuff

[demonfire]

--Mmmm, yeah. Life is wonderful. Just finished dancing, and yet I still have no endorphins. Something is really wrong with me at this point. I should be all happy and buzzed, that's one of the reasons I bellydance (or the closest thing to it without having taken lessons). Anyway, I'm not overly happy right now. I knew this was gonna come eventually, I was just hoping to put it off as long as possible, but now it's here. That big ugly monster called depression has raised its head. Didn't help that Valdorgassel's poem in poetry club just completely took me back to a time and a place I never wanted to go again. I mean holy shit, I practically wrote that poem. Anyway, that didn't help my day. Not to mention me still being the lonely sad person I am, but maybe that's just me. Still convinced that not only does Mississippi have the smallest population of datable guys I've ever seen, but they also have bad taste in women. So yeah, doubly screwed there. Fuck it, I can be celibate for another year...it's only be a month less than 18 years right?
--I need a pirate fix.