When did night stop being a friend
When did it become time
For panic
And worry
And crashing down on
Was it when I trashed the meds
Or when I fell in love
Or when I grew up

Stones and Lou Reed saving my ass ( Read more... )

Sobbing. Crying. Anxiety. Guilt. Pressure. Terrified. Terrified. Terrified.

New thing: having a boyfriend

Other new thing: crying because I miss my boyfriend

What the fuck am I going to do with this situation.

Part of me wants to be adored and cherished and made love to and all the attention and all the compliments and the togetherness.

And part of me is like...good grief I just want to sleep and watch general hospital and finish my laundry and be left alone.

I don't know how married people do it.

People are unhinged. Supposedly thousands of men are walking up to women and saying your body my choice. Come on!!! Some people really need to get the fuck off the internet. I will believe this the minute I see film of it happening.

I used pictures of Sunny Griffin on my very brief tinder (or was it bumble? Or hatch? Who the fuck knows) account and here she shows up in the movie I'm watching. This is the only reason I'm watching it.

I'm so sad RFK Jr dropped out.

I'm voting for him anyway because everywhere else I turn looks bad and makes me want to cry.

We have to figure out a new way to do this.

Same clothes every day
Eating
Fat
Dirt
Computers

I want Newberry's and Jamesway donuts and my immediate fam and four square with TS before it all went to hell and my dog.

all the clothes
all the makeup
everything everything
convent here I come

If it wasn't for the kitties, I'd do it.