spiraling down down down SPLAT!
yeah. gloom doom and the socially unacceptable.
Or the socially inept. Or that point you reach in
your own head where you're ready to just lie down (lay down?)
pack cotton in your ears and pretend the world went
kablooie. Yeah.
situational depression sucks. You can't pill yourself, you
can't speed the situation up, you just need to work it. blah.
forget the fact that we were awful together, my pride is still
squishy because he doesn't want me. granted, I don't want
him either, but the squishy pride thingy. ach. then there's the
good ole "way to console yourself through your pocketbook and
screw yourself in the ole' patootie". rad. at least I still
have coffee. although I feel the heartburn creeping in. if you
love me you'll come visit me as I am unable to afford gas in my
monster of a truck, and it seems like the people I actually give
a shit about are too far away for tri-cycles. bastards.
Or the socially inept. Or that point you reach in
your own head where you're ready to just lie down (lay down?)
pack cotton in your ears and pretend the world went
kablooie. Yeah.
situational depression sucks. You can't pill yourself, you
can't speed the situation up, you just need to work it. blah.
forget the fact that we were awful together, my pride is still
squishy because he doesn't want me. granted, I don't want
him either, but the squishy pride thingy. ach. then there's the
good ole "way to console yourself through your pocketbook and
screw yourself in the ole' patootie". rad. at least I still
have coffee. although I feel the heartburn creeping in. if you
love me you'll come visit me as I am unable to afford gas in my
monster of a truck, and it seems like the people I actually give
a shit about are too far away for tri-cycles. bastards.