2018-02-25 at 7:29 PM UTC
Originally posted by WhiskeyPhoenix
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2018-02-25 at 7:29 PM UTC
So..what's everyone doing on this lovely Sunday afternoon?
2018-02-25 at 7:49 PM UTC
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2018-02-25 at 7:50 PM UTC
waking up, I'm supposed to read a small mountains of papers today but I'm guessing I'll get to one and spend the rest of the day playing videogames or something stupid
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2018-02-25 at 8:04 PM UTC
Finally pulled off the surgical bandages today
Wasn't expecting it to look quite that bad but still, could've been much worse
And I've always wanted a surgery scar lol
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2018-02-25 at 8:22 PM UTC
I'm probably going to take a nap because I'm a 100 years old and Sundays for me usually symbolize waiting on Monday morning. How a nigga live.
2018-02-25 at 8:25 PM UTC
yea i was supposed to study but i'm probably just gonna ride my bike around and look for san pedros on public land
2018-02-25 at 8:31 PM UTC
Originally posted by Open Your Mind
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2018-02-25 at 8:53 PM UTC
Are 1337 and Hydro still getting married?
Anyway, i feel kind of empty. Sitting here writing this all i can feel is a mild sense of boredom and cold detachment from whatever is going on in my life. When i set a goal, and attain it, which is not that often because i have a tendency to set pretty silly goals for myself. But if i do attain it, i just feel more stressed, since this is now the standard that must be adhered to. Believe it or not some people think i'm pretty great at certain things. And somehow this makes me a great person in their eyes. But every time anyone praises me for anything i just feel fake. I got lucky somehow, but i haven't the heart to tell these people that. You be glad for me, i'll just go on pretending and suffer in silence i guess. But sometimes i don't want to pretend, so i avoid things, but i can't avoid them for long because i don't want to disappoint anyone. Which in turn gives me more stress and makes me want to avoid things even more.
Actually, i should just stop giving a shit, but somewhere inside me i can't. Because i just can't let go of the hope that somehow these people might be right after all.
Hey, i stopped feeling bored. Now i just feel sad...
