Sep 05, 2006 23:01
I turned her down.
The offer of sechs from one of those few people who bizarrely feel the need to throw themselves at me.
I know it was the sensible option, if not for it making it problematic to get to work tomorrow, and that I'd still feel like killing myself in the morning.
Aint no one going to disagree with me and my choice.
But yet I feel like I'm really missing out.
On what I don't know.
But I'll try and see it as a triumph,
I'll ignore that it's the first interest I've had in a month or so, and that I feel no one will be really interested in me ever.
I've convinced myself I'm at one of my lowest ebbs ever, I've lost all direction and feeling...
but there I go, pulling it out of the hat again.