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seriously bored to tears.
i hate when i'm like this.
there's either something wrong with me or i don't know what else.
i have such good ideas.
but to carry them out is like a fucking impossible task.
and you're all bastards.
no one hangs out.
everyone is all talk and full of shit.
i'm consistently a forgotten peice of shit.
i wish i had friends that cared.
i really wish that for me in the future.
cause, man, this sucks.
i have such high hopes.
and it's sad because i stop caring for awhile but all high hopes are always renewed by some magical force.
i always seek for something so positive but it never comes.
then i stop giving a shit for like 12 hours.
then the next day i'm fucking reborn into love and happiness again.
it doesn't make sense that my natural tendency is to be a fucking ball of sunshine and love.
all i wanna do is like find a bunny rabbit and hop in a fucking field of flowers.
i want to wear a big green puffy sleeved dress and go to the forest and cuddle with matt on the couch of life.
having such a wild imagination fucking sucks if you can't carry it out for it to be real.
and to think all i did today was fucking sit around and watch tv.
i watched 7-8 hours of television.
waste waste waste
i hate when i'm like this.
there's either something wrong with me or i don't know what else.
i have such good ideas.
but to carry them out is like a fucking impossible task.
and you're all bastards.
no one hangs out.
everyone is all talk and full of shit.
i'm consistently a forgotten peice of shit.
i wish i had friends that cared.
i really wish that for me in the future.
cause, man, this sucks.
i have such high hopes.
and it's sad because i stop caring for awhile but all high hopes are always renewed by some magical force.
i always seek for something so positive but it never comes.
then i stop giving a shit for like 12 hours.
then the next day i'm fucking reborn into love and happiness again.
it doesn't make sense that my natural tendency is to be a fucking ball of sunshine and love.
all i wanna do is like find a bunny rabbit and hop in a fucking field of flowers.
i want to wear a big green puffy sleeved dress and go to the forest and cuddle with matt on the couch of life.
having such a wild imagination fucking sucks if you can't carry it out for it to be real.
and to think all i did today was fucking sit around and watch tv.
i watched 7-8 hours of television.
waste waste waste