Why again?
Well, my fucking insomnia is back again. This is the second night I can't sleep. I couldn't even get the fucking vodka bottle open to try to knock my ass out that way.
Everything is falling apart. The girl I am talking to turns out to be the same one Steve already brought home. The one that pissed off my friends after impressing them with her lack of intelligence.
Great. But I was noticing this from the phone conversations with her. She has a habit of getting distracted while I'm talking to her, then coming back and talking as if she hadn't just missed half of what I just said. It's kinda annoying.
SO I'm back to square one. Nothing is working out remotely right. This was the first person I've found attractive recently that actually likes me back. And she's dumb and disliked by all I know. Fuck. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
I'm tired of this bullshit. AND I CAN'T EVEN GO TO SLEEP. I have no refuge left, nowhere that makes me feel better. I'm all fucking alone again. AGAIN. And I can't even dream of better things.
If I cry in my room, and noone cares, does any sound I make matter?
It's getting to be too much.
I wish I could go to sleep.
Everything is falling apart. The girl I am talking to turns out to be the same one Steve already brought home. The one that pissed off my friends after impressing them with her lack of intelligence.
Great. But I was noticing this from the phone conversations with her. She has a habit of getting distracted while I'm talking to her, then coming back and talking as if she hadn't just missed half of what I just said. It's kinda annoying.
SO I'm back to square one. Nothing is working out remotely right. This was the first person I've found attractive recently that actually likes me back. And she's dumb and disliked by all I know. Fuck. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
I'm tired of this bullshit. AND I CAN'T EVEN GO TO SLEEP. I have no refuge left, nowhere that makes me feel better. I'm all fucking alone again. AGAIN. And I can't even dream of better things.
If I cry in my room, and noone cares, does any sound I make matter?
It's getting to be too much.
I wish I could go to sleep.