I still don’t understand why it’s a big deal for single people to have sex with a bunch of other single people. If you aren’t involved with anyone, and neither are the people you’re sleeping with, then who cares how many people you fuck? Hormones, not morals. People in long-term relationships just don’t understand how difficult it is to be single for so long. Sorry...
It’s not even the place at this point, the closed in town with nothing for miles. But it’s my friends. The people who I let dictate the entire past two years of my life. I thought if I changed, became more like everyone else, then I could be happier. But I’m not, I’m fucking miserable. I feel like every time I try to talk about something that doesn’t have to do with...
I really miss having friends that I had things in common with. I used to love baking and going to shows and taking pictures, but I don’t do much of that anymore and I feel it’s because I have no one to do any of those things with. Sometimes all I want to do is go for a hike and take some nice photos, or go stand in the back of a hardcore show and feel numb to anything other than the...
me: *wakes up*
Guys often offer me gas money to hang out with them. Most guys are only ever trying to fuck me. Therefore, the guys offering me gas money to come hang out with them are clearly scum bags and apparently see me as a prostitute. No, I will not come hang out with you. Fuck you all.
I regret transferring from Oswego more than anything. I wish I just knew if the right thing to do at this point would be to go back or not, and when? I hate having to make serious life decisions. I also hate how bored I get with places and people. I need a life coach.
I’ve never been number one. The girl that every guy looks at in the room, hallway, mall, party, bar. I’m so invisible, it’s like I could be screaming and no one would hear. Every best friend I have had, or currently have, are always looked at or spoken to before me. Half the time, I’m not even introduced.. my friends even forget about me. And I used to think I was too shy,...
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place.