I am not amazed or surprised at life and it’s fateful choices, but I am impressed by the tide.
I’d rather be alone.
if there were ever a night that I wanted to be alone,
this would be it.
if there were ever a night to be nice even if you’d rather not,
this would be it.
if ever an ironic statement would make me quiver with feelings of failure and worthlessness,
this would be it.
if I wanted to be shit on I’d have gone to see my family.
people seem to think that if you hurt them,
its free game to do it back,
right?
right.
welp
got kicked out of my bed yet again…
I’m just gonna go stay with Brian bye bye apartment.
Thank goodness I have a friend across the way or I would be really upset.
When I see you,
I don’t see a wise man with problems that make him stronger.
I don’t see a depressed person pushing and clawing his way to proper life and joyful existence.
I see a scared shitless boy who fucks himself too much. I see someone who needs to take his hand off his dick and take the blindfold off.
Go get a tan from taking a walk.
Put a blazer on and apply for jobs.
Talk to people when they inquire.
You are choosing sadness because it’s the only way you can feel anything.
Happiness is just too much effort, isn’t it?
I still haven’t seen the boy from across the way…
this saddens me.
I am much more shy than I thought I was..
I met a man today, we were both riding bikes and his was really nice. A red fixie, with beige tape on the handlebars.
We exchanged kind words for a moment only before wishing each other a good day and realising that we’re neighbors. I saw him another time and still didn’t make a move.
Does anyone have any advice on how to stop this?






