For fuck's sake
I have issues.
So do a lot of people.
Like other people, I tend to blow shit out of proportion and overthink things/make more out of something than there really is.
Unlike other people however; I don't always know what I need to do to fix said issues and why I'm feeling the way I do; this leads to some serious frustration on more than a few levels and generally makes me more of a screwball fuck up than normal.
Like a few people out there; I want to try and figure it out on my own so I can proudly say that, "Hey! I'm self-sufficiant now, see? I'm okay!"
The way I see myself and the way I rationalize my thoughts at times are somewhat baffling even to myself and I swear I give it up too easily; just because I hate confrontation more than anything else. Kind of funny since 6 of 7 of the girls in the brain space are characters who either welcome conflict and confrontation or they're just a bunch of chaos and shit stirrers to make things interesting.
Anyways, point of this being an assholish explaination of my bitchy behavior earlier tonight.
Not a good one but fuck, all I have is this and it's the truth.
If I bit your face off or tried to rip you a new one? I apologize.
Now, I'm going to kill my computer cord because it's a whore and a half so that it won't run down the battery on me and so I can get some half-decent sleep with my music on.
So do a lot of people.
Like other people, I tend to blow shit out of proportion and overthink things/make more out of something than there really is.
Unlike other people however; I don't always know what I need to do to fix said issues and why I'm feeling the way I do; this leads to some serious frustration on more than a few levels and generally makes me more of a screwball fuck up than normal.
Like a few people out there; I want to try and figure it out on my own so I can proudly say that, "Hey! I'm self-sufficiant now, see? I'm okay!"
The way I see myself and the way I rationalize my thoughts at times are somewhat baffling even to myself and I swear I give it up too easily; just because I hate confrontation more than anything else. Kind of funny since 6 of 7 of the girls in the brain space are characters who either welcome conflict and confrontation or they're just a bunch of chaos and shit stirrers to make things interesting.
Anyways, point of this being an assholish explaination of my bitchy behavior earlier tonight.
Not a good one but fuck, all I have is this and it's the truth.
If I bit your face off or tried to rip you a new one? I apologize.
Now, I'm going to kill my computer cord because it's a whore and a half so that it won't run down the battery on me and so I can get some half-decent sleep with my music on.