I should be at the bar writing tonight. I've got a weird thing where I can't write at home anymore.
I can barely stand to be home anymore. It's not home. It's a place I keep my shit and fuck with things. It's a terrible feeling when you're paying $425 a month to sleep someplace you can't sleep at.
I don't know that I've slept more than 3 or 4 hours at a time in the last 4 or 5 months.
I really need to get the funk out of dodge and get my own place. Paint it black, hang my gothic art crap up and call it good.
So many ugly, ugly feelings. So many ugly things. So much time...
I can barely stand to be home anymore. It's not home. It's a place I keep my shit and fuck with things. It's a terrible feeling when you're paying $425 a month to sleep someplace you can't sleep at.
I don't know that I've slept more than 3 or 4 hours at a time in the last 4 or 5 months.
I really need to get the funk out of dodge and get my own place. Paint it black, hang my gothic art crap up and call it good.
So many ugly, ugly feelings. So many ugly things. So much time...