every day
every day when things seem to be going better, something gets fucked up. i am so... i don't even know what to do. i think i'm just going to go off to a distant land far far away and start a new life. i'll find new friends, a new job and i will make a family. the thing about starting anew is that things won't always be new. maybe i'll move every year, never grow roots, run away forever. at this point that seems far less exhausting than staying here and dealing with all of the garbage that comes my way every day.