I have so much hate.
I haven't written in here in a long time because I was honestly too distracted living to try and document the sort of things I do in this blog. I'm currently half-assedly working on a journal that is supposed to be dealing with my all my thoughts and pictures while I go through this process of trying to live. The fact of the project is that now that it's going to take much longer for anything to happen, I don't feel the same pressure to work on it. That's making me not really care that much because I'm so, again, easily distracted by everything else going on in my life.
I really like the work that I've put into it so far, though. I think it's a good project if I can just stop being so damned lazy.
I dunno how I feel about women, but I might be in love. It's really hard for me to tell about that, though. I think I am.
I really miss my friends right now, but at the same time, I had to get the hell out of Huntington. I've matured beyond a lot of what goes on there, and the continuing frustration is bad for me. I hope they can learn to be happy for themselves instead of wallowing in needless suffering.
That's all I wanna say. I have a lot more to say, but I am learning to censor myself a bit. Again, out of laziness.
I really like the work that I've put into it so far, though. I think it's a good project if I can just stop being so damned lazy.
I dunno how I feel about women, but I might be in love. It's really hard for me to tell about that, though. I think I am.
I really miss my friends right now, but at the same time, I had to get the hell out of Huntington. I've matured beyond a lot of what goes on there, and the continuing frustration is bad for me. I hope they can learn to be happy for themselves instead of wallowing in needless suffering.
That's all I wanna say. I have a lot more to say, but I am learning to censor myself a bit. Again, out of laziness.