Creativity levels at an all time low. I FEEWL USEWESS. I have worked my feet off of my ankles. I I still feel like I'm not going to have enough money for SKEWL.
Realizing that you're very anti-social and have a hard time in conversations is a tough reality.
Realizing the sad way everyone in society accepts everything around them is a tough reality.
Realizing that nobody is interested in knowing what really is happening is a tough reality.
Old bread is a tough reality.
Aaaaand I miss these house shows in the dear house basement aaaaand makeup munsters are my buddies. Drunk buddies in this case..
PANDA BEAR IS THE BEST LIVE SHOW I HAVE EVER SEEEENNN!!!! I PEE'D MY PANTS AND WAS SQUEELING WITH HAPPYS THE WHOLE TIME! SLOW MOOTIIONNN, DROOOONNEE HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!!! ANIMAL COLLECTIVE COVERS, WWWTTTTFFFFF, FO REAL.
I NEEDTA FINISH MY BOOK! Went to a cafe today where I think I might spend more of my time.. at least when I have school work to do. Probably going to spend most of the winter alone and in doors. And with a yoga instructor.
I'm a snake and you don't even know it!! NO MOR DRVING OF THE VEHICLE.. I went from living in a place where I didn't ride in a car but once a month to fucking spending 120 dollars a month on gasoline. My heart sinks every day a little and I contemplate the shitty bus system to get me to work. I made thank you cards.
My job is strenuous, ergo, I am feeling tired and strained. I need somebody who will kiss my toes and teach me everything about toys in five minutes or less in an endearing manner. Can you do that?