Tired
I find myself feeling isolated and alone.
My roommate plans on moving out. My unemployment has stressed her out, she says.
Her plan is if I don't have a job by the end of January, she will break lease and move out, unless I have found a new roommate by then. She also claims she just needs a place by herself.
I want to say so much.
But for once, I find myself censoring my own words.
I feel like I can't speak to anyone.
I don't feel like I even have a place to write these things, because in the end, nobody reads this journal.
All the internet, and still my voice echoes out to noone.
My roommate plans on moving out. My unemployment has stressed her out, she says.
Her plan is if I don't have a job by the end of January, she will break lease and move out, unless I have found a new roommate by then. She also claims she just needs a place by herself.
I want to say so much.
But for once, I find myself censoring my own words.
I feel like I can't speak to anyone.
I don't feel like I even have a place to write these things, because in the end, nobody reads this journal.
All the internet, and still my voice echoes out to noone.