Mariposa
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^I understand, badfish - I am grateful that self-harm is one addiction that never caught me. Wishing you and yours the best.
My rant: I'm totally creatively blocked and my soon-to-be-former house (moving) lacks insulation and proper laundry. I have already cleaned up one flood with brand-new towels. The people are very nice but not the right situation. Last place lacked thick enough walls (thankfully, they were insulated) but contained a high-maintenance individual aside from me, plus associated family. No grudges, even watched a creepy show on FX with present housemate. It was surprisingly normal.
I need to find a fucking studio, stat. Parking free and bedbug free (went through that years ago ).
I booked my ticket home for the holidays. As Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and I may have the funds to travel/invite others (won't know till closer to then), I'm wondering what the blank I will do this year. My ex and I were supposed to spend it together.
Further rant: The pressure is building but I have this odd quirk where I give off a calm vibe when I feel like I want to throw things as an infant would do.
The universe can stop shitting on me anytime now.
My rant: I'm totally creatively blocked and my soon-to-be-former house (moving) lacks insulation and proper laundry. I have already cleaned up one flood with brand-new towels. The people are very nice but not the right situation. Last place lacked thick enough walls (thankfully, they were insulated) but contained a high-maintenance individual aside from me, plus associated family. No grudges, even watched a creepy show on FX with present housemate. It was surprisingly normal.
I need to find a fucking studio, stat. Parking free and bedbug free (went through that years ago ).
I booked my ticket home for the holidays. As Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and I may have the funds to travel/invite others (won't know till closer to then), I'm wondering what the blank I will do this year. My ex and I were supposed to spend it together.
Further rant: The pressure is building but I have this odd quirk where I give off a calm vibe when I feel like I want to throw things as an infant would do.
The universe can stop shitting on me anytime now.