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and i'm sitting at home, unemployed and slowly nearing brokeness staring at my phone with some f*****g paper cutouts of my little characters that i made to make myself feel better

god i feel so pathetic. she said i could text her but i don't know what i'm
going to say?

again i'm getting the feeling that everythihn and everyone is on a bus and i'm running alongside trying to catch up.


i should just go out and drive somewhere. i don't know.

thanks.

im probably just gonna go check out the ruined chalk drawings up in the north of town and throw another coin into the Fountain of Destiny

i just can't stay in here festering, i was planning to practice piano but now i just made myself feel like hot garbage and i'm s**t with my hands when i'm upset.

Sweet Pea hugs

suffice to say that whatever i've been doing clearly isn't working out. i was raised by women. all my life my friends were female. now it's starting to show



i'd like more guy friends.

maybe I should start a new thread called overthinkers anonymous.

Only everyone would overthink their posts and thus not post

she won't pay attention. i can see through her lies, saying she cares, i can tell her anything, et al


she won't open my messages for days at a time , she never initiates interaction and i'm supposed to believe that she likes me as much as i like her?


clearly i should stop listening to her when she's upset because all i'm seeing are increasingly transparent attempts at making me feel better by trying to tell me that i'm more important than i really am. i regret calling her now because all i've done is let her know what number to block.

i should have spilled the beans when i was 15.


FOOKS SAKE HOW LONG IS HIS GOING TO DRAG ON

am i overthinking?


is it really overthinking? i think my last comclusion at least is an accurate one, based on what i've seen and known of that person for what amounts to 1/3 of my life at this point

bye.

Bye.

A drive sounds good.
And no one can hear you scream with the windows rolled up.

i always keep them rolled down though and the sheet metal and sound deadening is thin enough that i'd be heard anyway.



but what does it matter.


i threw 3/4ths of a dollar into the Fountain of Destiny and recited the only lines of Tyger that i memorized out of desperation


but

it won't change anything. im just a relic from her past she doesn't want anymore.

i am the human manifestation of the phrase



"oh well"




Duinkerken is bogus, it really is. the problems are far deeper

Half way through season eight of Stargate: SG-1.

nothing makes sense.

I find it a blessing that people can confuse & terrify me.

When I really think about that, it's obvious I'd be really bored otherwise.

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"Standing on a well-chilled cinder, we see the fading of the suns, and try to recall the vanished brilliance of the origin of the worlds."
-Georges Lemaitre
"I fly through hyperspace, in my green computer interface"
-Gem Tos

I suspect nothing was ever meant to...make sense.
Life is nonsensical.