Feb 22, 2015
I am tipsy, friendless, half happy, half sad, and super content with who I am yet I desire to change.
in all honesty, i feel out of touch with my old friends and i feel as though my new friends are too different from myself to expose my layers and still like me. my mother is raising hell over something serious she just found out and everyone else has known for over a year. she is ready to blow and go bat shit crazy on my aunt (even though, quite frankly, she needs an intervention and to evaluate her life decisions) for many built up, newly exposed resentments.
this little rant is dumb but i don't feel like getting up and getting my notebook even though a private, handwritten page will help me way more than a typed, public post.
