Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me? And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billabong
So I'm really feeling just awful. Multiple hurtful things have happened in the span of 24 hours. It's brought on this sudden and crushing depression. I'm kind of lost and wandering here. I've been lookin for somebody to talk to, but I'm having no such luck. So to the internet I guess.
On a completely unrelated topic, I think that in fiction it's lame when someone is writing a journal entry and talking about things that are happening around them and then get cut off by the BIG BAD. Example: "There's banging at the door. They'll be here any moment. Oh God, they're her...."
Like why don't you stop writing and get running.
Totally lame.
Oh God! Tyler's knocking on the door! Sweet jesus he wants to get food! I have to write this down before he....
On a completely unrelated topic, I think that in fiction it's lame when someone is writing a journal entry and talking about things that are happening around them and then get cut off by the BIG BAD. Example: "There's banging at the door. They'll be here any moment. Oh God, they're her...."
Like why don't you stop writing and get running.
Totally lame.
Oh God! Tyler's knocking on the door! Sweet jesus he wants to get food! I have to write this down before he....