
Think I just wanna find a wall and lose 150 calories banging my head against it fer an hour.
Whole month of august has pretty much been shit, and today was no exception...one of the ex-school frenz who still matters called me today to:
a) wonder about the legitimacy of blogging as a hobby
("i remember when you were working/studying 80 hours a week, and dedicated to a cause...this blog thing of yours exists only b/c you have nothing else to do.")
ouch.
and b) demand why, if i'm feeling steadily "unwell", i don't do anything about it.
bigger ouch.
then, minnows, i dissolved in to unstoppable saltwater. and then i got angry. anyone who makes me cry shouldn't have a place in my world. life is too fucking short, dammit. i put up w/way too many toxic people, b/c i am forgiving and b/c i can't bring myself to believe negative things about those whom i love....
Maybe its just pms...u've been warned!
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