It's been at least a workday since I had coffee but I'm still batshit.
"Dance like the photo's not being tagged, Love like you've never been unfriended, Tweet like nobody's following." quoted Kim.
I hate the original. I'd rather not be hurt at all than love and lose.
But today is batshit - had my mom in town for a week and while I like seeing her I was looking forward to less company and sleeping in my own bed. Also, less to do.
Now I'm slept, but I feel pathetic for doing nothing all day.
I wanted to do nothing and be left alone. Now I have.
And I feel like a loser.
Batfuckingshit. Guess I'll go running and hide my emotions with endorphins.
Oh, but drugs that alter moods are bad.
I'm so glad I'm not in a famous band. That would suck.
Can you imagine how shitty and fake you would feel (and be) if you had to play the same damn song with the same damn 10-30 year old lyrics based on a mood you had 3 phases of life ago, over and over, with the facade of feeling for the teeming adults who have emotional memories based on that immature chrysalis? You know why actors get paid so much for those few who make it? Because faking your emotions and life ruins you as a person.
She's acting her reaction. Even if you like him, it's not him. Or her.
But I'm batshit so nobody sane will likely listen to my unformed thoughts.
Guess I'll go running.
I could go out tonight and feel less alone, or more like being alone today was by choice.
But I don't feel like going anywhere. In fact, I really feel like hiding out.
Guess I'll go running.
Old man feels and acts 17. Story at 11.
"Dance like the photo's not being tagged, Love like you've never been unfriended, Tweet like nobody's following." quoted Kim.
I hate the original. I'd rather not be hurt at all than love and lose.
But today is batshit - had my mom in town for a week and while I like seeing her I was looking forward to less company and sleeping in my own bed. Also, less to do.
Now I'm slept, but I feel pathetic for doing nothing all day.
I wanted to do nothing and be left alone. Now I have.
And I feel like a loser.
Batfuckingshit. Guess I'll go running and hide my emotions with endorphins.
Oh, but drugs that alter moods are bad.
I'm so glad I'm not in a famous band. That would suck.
Can you imagine how shitty and fake you would feel (and be) if you had to play the same damn song with the same damn 10-30 year old lyrics based on a mood you had 3 phases of life ago, over and over, with the facade of feeling for the teeming adults who have emotional memories based on that immature chrysalis? You know why actors get paid so much for those few who make it? Because faking your emotions and life ruins you as a person.
She's acting her reaction. Even if you like him, it's not him. Or her.
But I'm batshit so nobody sane will likely listen to my unformed thoughts.
Guess I'll go running.
I could go out tonight and feel less alone, or more like being alone today was by choice.
But I don't feel like going anywhere. In fact, I really feel like hiding out.
Guess I'll go running.
Old man feels and acts 17. Story at 11.