Well, I've been doing a lot of thinking. That's good, and bad. It's good, because I'm rapidly realizing all of the mistakes I've made in recent years, regarding relationships, and life decisions... and bad, because it's depressing how many fucking mistakes I've made... and not being able to do anything about them. Now that the cards have been dealt, they're out on the table, and there's no going back. All I can do is play better hands from now on.
*sigh*
I fucking hate me. I'm such a fucking loser. Unfortunately, that's just how things are. Now, I've gotta get off my ass, and do something about it; gotta... de-loser myself, so to say
I smile, but it's not really funny; it's fucked up. I wish I could have learned the lessons I'm now learning, before the examples that are teaching me ever came to be... If that makes sense.
*sigh*
I fucking hate me. I'm such a fucking loser. Unfortunately, that's just how things are. Now, I've gotta get off my ass, and do something about it; gotta... de-loser myself, so to say

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therefore anything she (or i, or you, or that guy over there) is up for debate.
thats the thing about the internet. nothing is private.
but she should understand that i have the right to reply
just as you have the right to reply to my journal
and me to yours
etcetc ad nauseum