So, I have made a decision, and I am trying to convince myself it is the best for me and all those involved. I had a tarot reading that said it will happen, it will suck, but life will go on and be better. Okay, I now place my life in the hands of what fate will deem me... so long as I have the courage to do this. And then there is dennis. He has an amazing way of cheering me up, especially after such a dissapointing evening. I got called into work, tried to contact a friend who I am feeling I need to hear from more often than not, and to no avail. I suppose there is nothing to it, but I am a needy person.... or perhaps psychotic at times. Either way, when I feel I really want to hear someone's voice, I really want to hear their voice. I hate not getting my way. Oh well. I shall survive. SO I am just randomly writing shit no one will ever read for my cheep thearipy. Oh well. If the world was perfect in my eyes, I would be happy and the world would love me. But this isn't the case. Instead, I feel I should lay down on the ground and write, "Step here," and be done with it. This post is a bit on the sad, pathetic, self pity side. But if I can't pity myself, who the fuck will? night for now...
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