_indica

So its late at night, just past midnight my time, and im sitting here alone bored out of my fucking mind. No one to talk to or to even im. I hate being alone sometimes, its such a strange dilema in my head... there are times in my life when i desperately want to be alone and almost literally crave the loneliness that presently tortures me. Seriously how can anyone have such a love/hate relationship with anything... I supposed its just hard presently because everyone i love is having a good time, and i honestly can say sitting in this fucking RV is not so fun... I just hate not having my own place, my own room, to exist in. I miss being able to run around naked and crank my music loud enough for the neighbors to hear. I miss the stupid shit... but i really miss it...
...I really miss Alaska...