I can’t wait to go home.
I know how horrible it sounds but I can’t fucking think straight. Theres barely anytime to write. Before you say make time to write or let the inspiration just come to you-no shit dick.
In the basement, there is no service and what little service won’t work with my computer. And I hate posting from my phone. So I have been scheduling my posts- which is driving me fucking crazy, for some reason. I find little,tiny moments of peace and clarity, creating as many posts as possible. (I cant miss a day)
I need quiet. I need to write; even with all these mixed emotions and pointless words. I need to be able to smoke,fuck,and chill where I want.I’ve been zoning out, giving attitude and extremly withdrawn. And I dont want to be that person, but I cant help it. I’m an introvert that gets fucking overloaded-especially in this house hold and need to crawl into the closet to chill.
I leave Friday morning,counting down the days. I’m going to say this for the 100th thousandth time though and say imma be depressed as shit when I get back. What can I say I love begging for this shit.
We are going out tonight, which is cool- I can finally see Star Wars. But, even when out I continue to see words…really should start carrying around a little book.
Ah one of the many problems of my life. 😝
I do most of my posting from my phone as well, and it takes me ages to get anything written the way I want. Then I have to spell check, because my fat fingers mistype on such a small keypad..ugh. lol. I know your pain!
Haha yess! Or the font.. pain in my ass lol
oh the daily struggle..it is real 🙂
Ohh it iss! Keep telling myself friday, friday.. lol. 😁
We all do !
Haha true story! I just want my bed 😂
No better place to be~
Yess yesss lol