Last night Kyley had a party, it was cool, we just smoke lots of weed. But I reach this recurring state of being, where I cannot interact with the crowd. Alida was talking about all this really funny cool stuff and I only listened and laugh to myself. C'mon Holly, you're pathetic, just say something, you must be a loser.
Well, another holiday. I have to leave for work in a little over an hour.
I hope I get to spend all my holidays single. Maybe I'll find my self-significance, and jump out of this pity hole. I just don't need another body to remind me that I'm just not really that great of a person. I know that! Did he get bored with me? I don't blame him. Fuck it, I have my fish.
There is going to be lots of driving in my near future.
That means lots of thinking.
And singing my ears off to various songs.
"Move along, there's nothing left to see
Just a body, pouring down the street"
sidenote: If I eat enough and gain enough weight I won't worry about feeling alone because I'll be alone. If I complain about feeling alone, I should just be alone. But I have my fish.
DONE.
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