Two of my roommate's are gone, and the other's asleep. There's nothing that's catching my interest on TV, and no one is saying anything to me on here. I really don't feel like using AIM.
And I should take a shower....but I really don't feel like moving.
And I'm in a really weird mood.
It's Saturday night and, like every other night, I'm sitting at my computer because even if I had somewhere to go out, I probably wouldn't want to.
It all boils down to fixing my life situation, which sucks right now...but it's so fucking hard with everything new that keeps being added.
And I keep being reminded that giving up on all of it really would be the easier solution. Not one I can use, really, but it's true that it would be. Unless I fucked things up. In which case I really think the only difference would be that all the abnormalities I keep hidden would be out there in plain view. Not necessarily a bad thing, as I don't like secrets very much. Nonetheless, I don't need to have that stigma following me around, too.
I just want something genuinely interesting to take my mind off this. And nothing seems to be available.
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Sweetheart, people aren't chocolates. You know what they are?
Bastards. Bastard-coated bastards with bastard filling.