everything is as its always been. this never happened
So what's new? Alot and not a whole hell-of-alot all at the same time:
-I swooned hard over someone for a quick second but that quickly blew up in my sappy face.
-My good friend moved back from Brooklyn and is now staying with me but is probably gonna have to move again due to the lack of a living situation. We'll at least have a couple of weeks to chill though.
-I found a cool place in San Francisco to move into at the end of this month...in my price range *gasp*!!!
Other than that it has been the same ol' same ol': Sleeping too much, not eating enough and watching it all go by from the comfort of a couch/officechair/driverseat/barstool.
I've sort of come to the full circle realization that covering yourself in a layer of chronic sadness is a good safety precaution to keep things from crashing. In an attempt to not turn into something you don't want to be it helps to be able to handle all the outside stimulous without getting caught in some sort of haze and ending up lost somewhere you can't backtrack from. Maybe in the end I can look back and realize that depression saved my life...or at least kept me as someone I can live with. Then again maybe not, but it makes sense at the moment.
-lovebillyboy
I do as I please and lie through my teeth. someone might get hurt but it wont be me
So what's new? Alot and not a whole hell-of-alot all at the same time:
-I swooned hard over someone for a quick second but that quickly blew up in my sappy face.
-My good friend moved back from Brooklyn and is now staying with me but is probably gonna have to move again due to the lack of a living situation. We'll at least have a couple of weeks to chill though.
-I found a cool place in San Francisco to move into at the end of this month...in my price range *gasp*!!!
Other than that it has been the same ol' same ol': Sleeping too much, not eating enough and watching it all go by from the comfort of a couch/officechair/driverseat/barstool.
I've sort of come to the full circle realization that covering yourself in a layer of chronic sadness is a good safety precaution to keep things from crashing. In an attempt to not turn into something you don't want to be it helps to be able to handle all the outside stimulous without getting caught in some sort of haze and ending up lost somewhere you can't backtrack from. Maybe in the end I can look back and realize that depression saved my life...or at least kept me as someone I can live with. Then again maybe not, but it makes sense at the moment.
-lovebillyboy
I do as I please and lie through my teeth. someone might get hurt but it wont be me
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I wonder if a surgeon would do breast reduction on normal boobs.
They'd probably try to talk me out of it.
I'm not sure why I like it-it's kind of a recent discovery-but it's weird. I hate most pet names. Sweetie and honey and things of that sort irritate me-but darlin' and doll win.
It's made. My day, that is.