its time to pack it in. this project will happen or it won’t, i don’t really give a fuck. considering most of my classmates are working in groups, but i missed the day when everyone divided up so i’m working alone… yeah. fuck it.
March 2012
and you’re right, i totally want to read about every last second of your experiences getting in trouble for violating private property and being surprised when the police are called about it.
Oh, and you’re definitely right that i want to watch endless, disjointed videos about it.
#toriproblems.
February 2012
so there’s that.
Where’d you put the keys, girl?
I’ve been feeling super incapable of everything lately. Even day to day activities fill me with absolute dread. The idea of socializing with people in the way that you do throughout the day repulses me. I feel rage at the way the world works and sometimes that rage fixates on specific people whom I feel embody the fucked up system I’m thinking about. I’m rapidly losing my ability to be nice, and my filter is hanging on by a thread. I just want to sleep for days. I keep thinking everything would be easier if I didn’t have to exist.
I feel like I’m either on my way to a break down, or already in one. I’m ready to ask for help, and I’m going to begin making phone calls to that effect this afternoon.
why did i wait so long to catch up on homework?
why doesn’t my brain do any kind of math right?
Can i get a tutor for how to school rite?
Or work where I work.