feeling inbetween
i'm feeling funny today, it's the winter i'm sure, changing of seasons, changing of everything,
i'm not sure what do to, i should start with turning on the lights, it's become dark in my living room since i first began the viewing of facebook, always i pathetic indicator that i ultimately want some social interaction, just not the kind that i've had recently,
we'll, it's friday night, i should be able to find some kind of social engagement that will meet my needs,
i want warmth, and general good heartedness, i might make coffee with whiskey in it. i keep getting the chills throughout,
oh what, what is up with you, you mopey fuck.
is it time to slightly buzzed and smoke cigarettes and consider where you are in your life, and wonder how the hell you got to this place,
the wonderment is always at base the fact that i am growing up, that i am significantly different from the first times i sat, slightly buzzed on street curbs and contemplated life,
i'm not sure what do to, i should start with turning on the lights, it's become dark in my living room since i first began the viewing of facebook, always i pathetic indicator that i ultimately want some social interaction, just not the kind that i've had recently,
we'll, it's friday night, i should be able to find some kind of social engagement that will meet my needs,
i want warmth, and general good heartedness, i might make coffee with whiskey in it. i keep getting the chills throughout,
oh what, what is up with you, you mopey fuck.
is it time to slightly buzzed and smoke cigarettes and consider where you are in your life, and wonder how the hell you got to this place,
the wonderment is always at base the fact that i am growing up, that i am significantly different from the first times i sat, slightly buzzed on street curbs and contemplated life,