One Hot Mess of a Halloween
So living to the extremity has always been my style...Halloween was basically one big long ass weekend of shit-showness...
But in the sober daylight of my life, I feel like the only person I really want to be around is leaving soon, and everyone else is just using me as a means to an end. I hate having to know its happening, I almost wish for the ignorance of a friendship without selfish reason. I think I am going to try solitude for a while...
Ugh...And I made WAY too many fucked up drunk dials. A- Calling on old friends I had felt I lost touch with. B- Calling on friends I know would always be there no matter the distance. C- Calling on broken hearts for closure. Fucked up. Sorry.
On a lighter note, I am addicted to the L Word and I think it is saving my life from complete self-inflicted depression.
But in the sober daylight of my life, I feel like the only person I really want to be around is leaving soon, and everyone else is just using me as a means to an end. I hate having to know its happening, I almost wish for the ignorance of a friendship without selfish reason. I think I am going to try solitude for a while...
Ugh...And I made WAY too many fucked up drunk dials. A- Calling on old friends I had felt I lost touch with. B- Calling on friends I know would always be there no matter the distance. C- Calling on broken hearts for closure. Fucked up. Sorry.
On a lighter note, I am addicted to the L Word and I think it is saving my life from complete self-inflicted depression.