first off, fuck school, i hate it, i can barely make myself go.
ok now that that's outta the way - what is wrong with me? i don't have a typical thing going on. I'm not worried about money, about my weight, appearance. but it seems i feel that i just really don't have anything to offer anyone. i don't have money, i can't cook, i know nothing about culturey things. i just accept dinners, i accept drinks, i get talked to about everything. all im good for is ruminating in my own head, afraid of how people will react if i actually fucking open up.
whoa, that was intense, huh? melodramatic much? but that is the problem, i just don't really feel good about myself. what happened to that badass with a stupid moustache and white pants that thought he owned the damn world? i guess it was a farce. i feel like this depressey me is the actual on. i just covered it up for a very long time. but it's back and...i dunno. i can hide him again or maybe this time fucking figure out what causes the whole mess and just destroy it.
