...and I don't know what to think. I'm not a fan of this cold anymore. lol The day I left the south it was 70 out... I get here in a blizzard, freezing my ass off. I'm not used to this cold anymore. Ugh.
I think I'm coming to the conclusion I'm just not a happy person in general. No matter where I live at this point. I'm just an unhappy fuck. I guess losing all the closest ones in my life tends to do that to you, because I see no end of my dark tunnel. Anxiety and constant worrying is breaking me down and making feel older then I am.
I really wished I could be part of the shiny happy people... fuck this.
/rant /livejournal /girliewhineyman.
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