( that means, sometimes I feel like a nut)
So, here I am...writing my 23rd bloggy thingy...I wasn't gonna blog, just write for myself, but since Tyler and older people think I'm so interesting...Here it goes.
I feel like retiring my heart for a while...I mean, nothing I set out to love works...People leave, people change, people disappear, people disappoint, people aren't in my stage of life....Sometimes I wonder when my time will be...Then realize that's the reason it's not happening...because I think about it too damned much. What the fuck is wrong with me. I'm lonely....but I don't need a relationship to complete me, don't get me wrong...I just miss being held...being loved...being touched...sharing things with...You know, that stuff. I figure I should put my energy into something productive...my career....
I don't wanna start school again...ugh.. :/
I can't write....or I haven't written...too depressed to write...silly, I know, but there ya go..
and with that...I go write for myself.
apres moi,
BA

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