Being happy is underrated
I'm far too angst-ridden to write anything of worth right now, and have been for a long time, which explains the scarcity of new posts. I thought this summer was going to be the best I've ever had, but it's going to be the same as all past summers, long and boring. I'm aware I'm wallowing in my misery, but I don't think I'm capable of anything else.
A swift kick to my ass would probably do me a world of good, but I'm not the most obvious of wallowers, so no offers to do so have been received yet.
Boo fucking hoo for poor old Obed, he's lost the lust and determination that kept him alive for so long. Someone slap me. Please.
A swift kick to my ass would probably do me a world of good, but I'm not the most obvious of wallowers, so no offers to do so have been received yet.
Boo fucking hoo for poor old Obed, he's lost the lust and determination that kept him alive for so long. Someone slap me. Please.