Seeing as how it has been forever since I have written here, I will update you quickly.
-I have a new dog - Ruby, she is incredible.
-I think I had a girlfriend? Who knows. It was strange. It ended.
-Still in love with the past.
-I'm really bored with life.
-I was diagnosed with anxiety.
Who cares right? Haha. Seriously, these issues are my own. My ex keeps texting me and telling me to get laid. My best friend said she would help me hide bodies. My dog shits in the apartment. I smoke and drink like I'm getting paid to do so. These are my problems. Most of them caused by me. Am I crazy? I didn't think I was. However, some people seem to think that I am. Some people think I have bipolar disorder. Now whether I do, or whether I don't, should it matter? What's a pill other than an alteration. I don't want alteration. I want addition. I want my life and then some. I want danger, adventure and rush. I want to feel on top of the world. Like I could die in that very instant. I want to fear something more than the dark. I want to stop smelling dog shit. I want the dishes to be clean and the trash taken out. Simple things. Simple additions.
I'm obviously rambling without cause. No one reads these anyway. For that, I am sure. I did meet someone though. His name is Sean. He is absolutely incredible. Just hands-down the best man ever. He cares so much about everything, and yet, nothing at all. He makes me wonder, he makes me learn, and he makes me want to be me.
So I'm not crazy. I'm not "dealing with shit." I'm just bored. I want more. I want danger.
Mental Illness
#shitthatpissesmeoff
