jamwise

I always feel like I should preface an entry here with some sort of disclaimer stating that I'm not normally really like this & that it's just because SG is my most private of Internet spaces that this is where all the ultra whiney emo stuff goes. That said...

I recently moved house & now every single day I have to drive past my last ex's window & every time I do it fucking hurts. It's beautiful & lovely but fucking hurts.

Thank fuck I have my Conjure & Morbidity & Cromnac here. All I need now is Cleverthings & Lelaina & everything would be perfection.

I hate having to worry about money.

I hate this stupid feeling of missing greatly that super comfortable intimacy thing.

I hate that I can't go anywhere serious with my job that I love.

I hate that my car got written off last week & that all the memories attached to it will now slowly fade.

I hate that America is far away.

I hate that there isn't any fine shooting liquor in my house & that I can't afford to obtain any.

I hate that cigarettes are bad for you.

I hate that Australia Post lost my 3DS.

I hate that there is a couple of Melbourne geek girls on twitter who irritate the ever loving fuck out of me but I still follow them anyway purely because I want into their pants.

I hate that my former boss still owes me two-hundred-and-something dollars.

I hate that this turned from a momentary emo outburst into a full blown, & worse still highly ineloquent whinge-rant.

I am going inside & going to bed now. Straight after this cigarette of course.