(no subject)
Here's how this cycle of profound loneliness seems to revolve around and around and around:
*I'm lonely
*I chase after too many girls
*I get with girls I don't care much for or I chase after girls that don't care for me
*I realize how hopeless my situation is and how messed up I am and I resolve not to fool around with any more troublesome girls until I can get my act straight.
*I get bored and drunk and go out chasing girls
*I hook up with one which is nice at the time but only ends up adding significantly to the feeling of hopelessness and loneliness
*I drive home late at night or early in the morning and go to work without sleeping enough.
*I realize how terribly sad all of this makes me and...
*I get lonely (cue the start over from the beginning sequence scenario)
The worst part is I'm not even trying to glamorize the shit I'm going through. Hooking up with bitches again and again seems like I'm bragging but god when is this going to end? I feel guilty about it all, I don't feel comfortable sharing the details of how I try to make up for my own shortcomings and the pain in my life by drowning my sorrows in alcohol followed by burying my head in the bosom of whatever girl is closest and most susceptible to that shitty thing I get going when I'm drunk (false confidence, counterfeit charm.)
*I'm lonely
*I chase after too many girls
*I get with girls I don't care much for or I chase after girls that don't care for me
*I realize how hopeless my situation is and how messed up I am and I resolve not to fool around with any more troublesome girls until I can get my act straight.
*I get bored and drunk and go out chasing girls
*I hook up with one which is nice at the time but only ends up adding significantly to the feeling of hopelessness and loneliness
*I drive home late at night or early in the morning and go to work without sleeping enough.
*I realize how terribly sad all of this makes me and...
*I get lonely (cue the start over from the beginning sequence scenario)
The worst part is I'm not even trying to glamorize the shit I'm going through. Hooking up with bitches again and again seems like I'm bragging but god when is this going to end? I feel guilty about it all, I don't feel comfortable sharing the details of how I try to make up for my own shortcomings and the pain in my life by drowning my sorrows in alcohol followed by burying my head in the bosom of whatever girl is closest and most susceptible to that shitty thing I get going when I'm drunk (false confidence, counterfeit charm.)