Hello Dahlings. I am experiencing a desire to tell the computer strange things.
I live with depressed people who I love who don't like me because they are depressed. I can do nothing about this. It is as it is.
My friends are still fucking weird, and are acting depressed. I can do nothing about this. It is as it is
( I should point out I did ask all parties if they wanted to talk, and advised that counseling or getting off the ass might be helpful, all rebuffed)
However, just to let you know, my work rocks. I love going to work, even at 8am. I love my coworkers, even when they infuriate me.
I also just got a muthafucken raise. Hells yah. It is as it is.
This is me at Halloween. Cheffen.