honestly...
i think i should cut back on the self-chatter. it's like i'm preparing myself for conversations i'll never have. easier than writing it in a true journal, i suppose, but i must look crazy to those passing by.
it's just that
i feel more comfortable when i'm alone.
i hate the solitude. i hate the silence. but without it...
i'm talking myself out of therapy. it calms me, and it keeps me 'cool' as our friendly pulp fiction personas would ask us to be.
it's a preference that makes the rest of society seem like a temptation. a sin, addictive and forceful.
fuck snowstorms and their requisite hours of self reflection.
it's just that
i feel more comfortable when i'm alone.
i hate the solitude. i hate the silence. but without it...
i'm talking myself out of therapy. it calms me, and it keeps me 'cool' as our friendly pulp fiction personas would ask us to be.
it's a preference that makes the rest of society seem like a temptation. a sin, addictive and forceful.
fuck snowstorms and their requisite hours of self reflection.