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i just don't get why people in most places can't hang. i was such a fucking apologist for ohio. but it's like, i can still eat cheez-its in bulk and drink my fucking costco size bourbon. here. and it's totally OK to get stoned and talk about how you should cum into your compost.
i don't really have too many complaints. but that doesn't stop me form being an awful bitch from hell. there is no reason for my unhappiness, and i don't think that's the issue. the issue is happiness. not that i'm unhappy. the issue is that there have to be issues. i am pretty happy that i have met people who accept my unhappiness, and that's really all that matters.
this weather is trippy. i was really prepared for the rain, and i'm like wearing shorts. i will rub that in. i will rub it in like cayenne pepper on the head of your loving wee-wee.
why, why, why are people so nice and loving?
i take A LOT of love. maybe i give it back and i don't know?
i feel like there are these short-term hurdles that build up and i am like, when that passed...
then there is another hurdle.
and a lot of it is manageable. i could have spent the x amount of dollars to not sleep in the same room as my boss for a week. but it is such the better experience when it is unusual.
ideally. i will have a bathroom so far removed from the world that i can literally shit my brains out and no one will hear it. and i can jerk off as loud as i want while my boyfriend is asleep hours before me. and someone to clean up. i think that's all i need that i don't have right now. i guess a driver would be okay, but it would stress me out just as much as walking around the street peoples.
i don't really have too many complaints. but that doesn't stop me form being an awful bitch from hell. there is no reason for my unhappiness, and i don't think that's the issue. the issue is happiness. not that i'm unhappy. the issue is that there have to be issues. i am pretty happy that i have met people who accept my unhappiness, and that's really all that matters.
this weather is trippy. i was really prepared for the rain, and i'm like wearing shorts. i will rub that in. i will rub it in like cayenne pepper on the head of your loving wee-wee.
why, why, why are people so nice and loving?
i take A LOT of love. maybe i give it back and i don't know?
i feel like there are these short-term hurdles that build up and i am like, when that passed...
then there is another hurdle.
and a lot of it is manageable. i could have spent the x amount of dollars to not sleep in the same room as my boss for a week. but it is such the better experience when it is unusual.
ideally. i will have a bathroom so far removed from the world that i can literally shit my brains out and no one will hear it. and i can jerk off as loud as i want while my boyfriend is asleep hours before me. and someone to clean up. i think that's all i need that i don't have right now. i guess a driver would be okay, but it would stress me out just as much as walking around the street peoples.