i pushed some boundaries, and you were proud, and told me to write about it in my livejournal, and so i am. and i'm proud of myself too. time to keep pushing boundaries! who knows what i'll do next.
oh no, snow. looking too forward to a break, and looking too forward to things is no good because then they mean so much less when they happen. cynicism and anxiety are slowly killing me.
it's starting to get chilly but i don't really mind. it's a nice change.
i never really know what to write. i always over analyze everything to the point where i have nothing to say. i don't know how to fix that. maybe i just need to stop thinking.
"You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? Even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone
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i think that my lack of interest in man-kind in general is often mistaken for bitchiness, and i think that my general indifference is often mistaken for sadness. i also think that i don't care.