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I had to go to the hospital twice yesterday, that made me pretty sad. I have really bad strep throat and I had to get IV steroids, antibiotics and a ton of saline because I was so dehydrated from not being able to swallow anything for two days. I couldn’t even swallow my own spit, I was spitting in a cup. I felt soooo classy. :(

Hi internet. Night time is the best time for moping, or for the newest iteration of that existential crisis you have every six months or so. Sometimes I feel like I really can’t handle this. And why should I? Maybe I should just leave. How long do you think it would take before they freeze my credit cards? Wouldn’t it be a lot less trouble for someone to come over and make me some soup and pretend to love me for a few hours until I get my shit together? I seriously just need some attention. EVERYONE needs some attention sometimes. Not to run away to Mexico. I’m not asking for a lot here.

You know what, Internet? I’m on “vacation” for 18 days and it’s making me crazy. Not because I miss working, I hate my job. I don’t even do any real goddamned work there. It’s because I’ve been alone for days! The longest conversation I’ve had is with the person who took my order at Starbucks. I can barely even get anyone to text me back, never mind hang out. Ugh. Never take a job where you end up moving every year, it does NOTHING for enhancing your circle of friends.

Oh, internet. Life is full of tribulation. Like when you spend several months thinking you’ll be doing one thing for your vacation, and then at the last minute it’s all “oh by the way, not really”… and then you have to go to Vegas and tan by the pool while drinking boozy slurpees. That’s a vacation that’s coming right up to soothe my anguish.

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