Dead to Me = Floridians (jk)
So I’m here. I’m alive. I’m cold.
The day and a half car trip with three cats was very stressful. The ride for the most part was smooth. It started snowing in Pennsylvania. Which I believe was also where it felt the coldest and where the restrooms were located outside the fucking 7-11 type place. Makes sense, right? I’m sure.
The unpacking is starting to go smoothly. Fixing things up here and there. Nothing too major tho- that will have to wait for another time. A time when we have money.
I miss everyone. I want care packages. I want my friends. :(
I’m glad I got to hang out with those in the triangle before I left. I am sad, however that I did not get to hang out more in depth with others before I left (Chris, Justin). There are others too, but there’s nothing that can be done about it now.
Past loves were very disappointing. One there’s really no way to get a hold of. Another there was plenty of ways to get a hold of (all were tried) with no response. And the last- jesus. Don’t call me over just to be comatose and then shrug it off like you had no care about it. You care(d) about it (me). Be a fucking man and admit it. Rufis.
Shrug. I’m over it. It was kind of better that way. Easier to leave when you have no care or feelings for people.
So I’m off to do housework and eat some g-d lunch. Call me, write me, email me, comment me. I don’t want to feel like I’m 1,200 miles away.
I love you (all).
There are three parts to a triangle...
And for shits & giggles...
The day and a half car trip with three cats was very stressful. The ride for the most part was smooth. It started snowing in Pennsylvania. Which I believe was also where it felt the coldest and where the restrooms were located outside the fucking 7-11 type place. Makes sense, right? I’m sure.
The unpacking is starting to go smoothly. Fixing things up here and there. Nothing too major tho- that will have to wait for another time. A time when we have money.
I miss everyone. I want care packages. I want my friends. :(
I’m glad I got to hang out with those in the triangle before I left. I am sad, however that I did not get to hang out more in depth with others before I left (Chris, Justin). There are others too, but there’s nothing that can be done about it now.
Past loves were very disappointing. One there’s really no way to get a hold of. Another there was plenty of ways to get a hold of (all were tried) with no response. And the last- jesus. Don’t call me over just to be comatose and then shrug it off like you had no care about it. You care(d) about it (me). Be a fucking man and admit it. Rufis.
Shrug. I’m over it. It was kind of better that way. Easier to leave when you have no care or feelings for people.
So I’m off to do housework and eat some g-d lunch. Call me, write me, email me, comment me. I don’t want to feel like I’m 1,200 miles away.
I love you (all).
There are three parts to a triangle...
And for shits & giggles...