Petulant Childe
there is this … obsession with self-sabotage, that i do not understand. i know not from whence it came, nor what drives it. it is an automatic and much regretted action, always in retrospect. maybe it has attention-seeking at its rotting core. whatever Force may drive it, it is unwelcome. unbidden. yet, omnipotent.
*if something bothers you enough, you should do something about it. just stop bitching. get off my case, you pot-smoking procrastinating sycophant!*
*sigh*
if Misery loves company,
why am i alone?
*if something bothers you enough, you should do something about it. just stop bitching. get off my case, you pot-smoking procrastinating sycophant!*
*sigh*
if Misery loves company,
why am i alone?
"It is far better to be alone, than to be in bad company."
--George Washington
morb.. there's something to be said for human touch.
there's no substitute.
[unfortunately, im not much of a touchy-feely person]