hrmph.
I'm...
well, fuck how I'm doing, really. I could be on that topic for paragraphs. lots of anger, fear, hurt feelings, and self-loathing. I'm not in a good place right now. that's the long and short of it.
point is, I'm busy and I don't see enough people and I feel insignificant.
there's good things on the horizon, but I'm too busy feeling like shit to take note.
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it's my fault, I guess. I made an observation about myself that rings more and more true. I said, "I'm occasionally brilliant, like an old florescent light." and maybe that's why I'm where I'm at. I can't even be consistently decent. I'm just awesome sometimes and pretty fucking weaksauce at others, or something.
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in short, I hate life and I don't feel like writing any more.
love.
well, fuck how I'm doing, really. I could be on that topic for paragraphs. lots of anger, fear, hurt feelings, and self-loathing. I'm not in a good place right now. that's the long and short of it.
point is, I'm busy and I don't see enough people and I feel insignificant.
there's good things on the horizon, but I'm too busy feeling like shit to take note.
-
it's my fault, I guess. I made an observation about myself that rings more and more true. I said, "I'm occasionally brilliant, like an old florescent light." and maybe that's why I'm where I'm at. I can't even be consistently decent. I'm just awesome sometimes and pretty fucking weaksauce at others, or something.
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in short, I hate life and I don't feel like writing any more.
love.