OmfgJaney
05-06-2014, 07:13 PM
Getting drunk on this fine Tuesday night! My tail is yellow, currently...!
Listening to Achilles Last Stand. Zep is my soul band, I think.
I have this need to be creative, but it's not quite working. Tried a little craft shit, but don't have the steady hand I need. Don't let me be your surgeon.
You know, every day I wish I were rich. I think then people would want to be my friend.
I've always been popular, but with boys. I might just be a whore of the mind. I'm quite sure I've had sex so many times in other peoples' minds.
I've always lacked friends. Real friends. I had maybe 2 friends in high school. Both left me for Jesus, what do you know?
I think my personality is too caustic, random and dynamic. It's unstable and unappealing to others, I suppose.
That's why I never get replies on here. I most definitely don't expect one with this post.
I can't get along with girls; won't sleep around with guys. That leaves me to my very best friends: dogs, insects and plants to talk to.
Oh yes, and myself. The self-dialogue is always there. I talk to myself.
I literally don't have a single friend. When my boyfriend goes to work, I have no one.
I lead a very lonely life...my job I am alone...at home I am generally alone. My boyfriend has his friends he talks to, and of course that's natural. So when he's talking to his friends, I am alone. I don't want to drain every ounce of attention from him. That's not right.
People just get sick of me, I can't explain it. When I first meet them, they think I'm so unique and awesome...and then after a while they get tired of my randomness.
I might just have a personality disorder. Or something wrong with me.
I feel frustratingly bored...angrily bored...depressingly bored...out of touch with reality, current on-goings and other people.
Too full of myself at times to realize how annoying and ignorant I am. I am no one to others. No one. I am no one.
Listening to Achilles Last Stand. Zep is my soul band, I think.
I have this need to be creative, but it's not quite working. Tried a little craft shit, but don't have the steady hand I need. Don't let me be your surgeon.
You know, every day I wish I were rich. I think then people would want to be my friend.
I've always been popular, but with boys. I might just be a whore of the mind. I'm quite sure I've had sex so many times in other peoples' minds.
I've always lacked friends. Real friends. I had maybe 2 friends in high school. Both left me for Jesus, what do you know?
I think my personality is too caustic, random and dynamic. It's unstable and unappealing to others, I suppose.
That's why I never get replies on here. I most definitely don't expect one with this post.
I can't get along with girls; won't sleep around with guys. That leaves me to my very best friends: dogs, insects and plants to talk to.
Oh yes, and myself. The self-dialogue is always there. I talk to myself.
I literally don't have a single friend. When my boyfriend goes to work, I have no one.
I lead a very lonely life...my job I am alone...at home I am generally alone. My boyfriend has his friends he talks to, and of course that's natural. So when he's talking to his friends, I am alone. I don't want to drain every ounce of attention from him. That's not right.
People just get sick of me, I can't explain it. When I first meet them, they think I'm so unique and awesome...and then after a while they get tired of my randomness.
I might just have a personality disorder. Or something wrong with me.
I feel frustratingly bored...angrily bored...depressingly bored...out of touch with reality, current on-goings and other people.
Too full of myself at times to realize how annoying and ignorant I am. I am no one to others. No one. I am no one.