fer realzies
It seems like this December has been particularly peculiar/shitty for everyone. Not that I would know since I haven't REALLY talked to anyone this entire month. Maybe that's why I have this lost, disoriented feeling?
Between the very non-wintry weather and Christmas being what I thought it couldn't (becoming even more arbitrary and awkward), things just feel amiss.
My soul aches for things it probably will never have again and I just have to accept that I fucked up. I realize now that what seemed fucking life shattering at the moment probably was just a funk that could have been remedied rather easily. But, for once, I don't really have any expectations. I'm not even predicting failure. This is what it is. One day, it may be more. Or it might be less. Or it might be something that fits into a whole fucking other category. No, I'll never feel the same again, but mayhaps I'll feel something equally as heartbreakingly awesome.
And if anyone wants to talk about what's going right or wrong for them, discuss world politics, or just talk about something completely random like nail polish. Call me. (cough Brittany and Jessica wherever you hookers ran off to! all others welcome too, I just think hearing somebody else's thoughts would be good for me right now)
Between the very non-wintry weather and Christmas being what I thought it couldn't (becoming even more arbitrary and awkward), things just feel amiss.
My soul aches for things it probably will never have again and I just have to accept that I fucked up. I realize now that what seemed fucking life shattering at the moment probably was just a funk that could have been remedied rather easily. But, for once, I don't really have any expectations. I'm not even predicting failure. This is what it is. One day, it may be more. Or it might be less. Or it might be something that fits into a whole fucking other category. No, I'll never feel the same again, but mayhaps I'll feel something equally as heartbreakingly awesome.
And if anyone wants to talk about what's going right or wrong for them, discuss world politics, or just talk about something completely random like nail polish. Call me. (cough Brittany and Jessica wherever you hookers ran off to! all others welcome too, I just think hearing somebody else's thoughts would be good for me right now)