SOME GARDENS
would surely rot if they had me to tend to them. such is the sory state of my own. no. i didn't manage to get around to actually doing any of that weeding; it's too fucking hot out & i'm too fucking depressed.
i spent the day, so far, prowling around the internet finding new music & scoping for friends that i've not spoken to in some time. i'd a surprise email from a dear distant friend. she tells me that she's been gravely ill for some time. this gets me out of my head - wondering if she's doing as well as she says she is. all that i can do is trust in her words & wait to hear back from her. i so will to not feel this fucking way!!! it's bullshit 'cause it's not just a frame of mind, it's an actual physical sensation. all that i can do i s try to avoid thinking or having to attempt to talk to anyone.
F U C K !!!!!!!
@ least there's laundry;>
i spent the day, so far, prowling around the internet finding new music & scoping for friends that i've not spoken to in some time. i'd a surprise email from a dear distant friend. she tells me that she's been gravely ill for some time. this gets me out of my head - wondering if she's doing as well as she says she is. all that i can do is trust in her words & wait to hear back from her. i so will to not feel this fucking way!!! it's bullshit 'cause it's not just a frame of mind, it's an actual physical sensation. all that i can do i s try to avoid thinking or having to attempt to talk to anyone.
F U C K !!!!!!!
@ least there's laundry;>