The apathetic sex slave.

My dad made me watch baseball last night. I had no idea they do all that corny carnival shit to make up for the nature of the game. On the field, during the game, unconventional competitive tension. Ruthless statistical problem solving that's extremely dull to watch. But the philly stands made the whole experience sound like a torture pit in depths of hell. I will be getting a phillies hat soon because I ❤️ STOLEN VALOR.

In jersey prepping for Tony August tbh. Im salty and sandy. I smell seaweed and brine when i fall asleep at night. Lowtide filth. Bug bites all over my body. Razor burn. Day drunk in 97 degree coastal weather wondering why my stomach hurts and why i want to cry.

On vacay. Riiight i forgot my family is a prison and everything hurts and I'm a victim even when i dont want to be.

Ashamed to admit that I really relate to Audrey hobert's lyrics.

I have to drop this class LOL. I could cry. This is so embarrassing. The refund period is long over due, too. There's no way I can continue this shit and maintain the standards I've set for myself. I'll retake this course online during the spring. I need a full semester. I can't read Comte in an accelerated learning environment while also reliving cptsd memories at the jersey shore.