Im clean. I have food. Mom is here. Things will be ok. Its hormones. Its also the fact that I will never find a viable partner. I will never have children. I will never have a functional living situation or career. I have nothing stable to look forward to. Life is a shit sandwich and my own mother didnt actually want me but its ok because you know, whatever. And Ive been the disposable element of everything Ive ever been involved in from the start, but you know, such is life. Ok. Im going to eat and try to track down nicotine to edge ever closer to the liberation of death, just in tiny increments that wont be quite as jarring as a decisive act.
Posted on: Sun, 04 Jan 2015 02:18:49 +0000
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