Cats 'n Kittens,
As promised, I'm posting pictures of my new children (some may call them pets, but fuck those heartless bastards).
This is Zinn.
This is Chomsky.
If you don't get the name references, look at my "Favourite Authors" thing, or ask my fine self.
This is Zinn's "Get your balls out of my face, I'm trying to sleep face." I found it very funny!
Funny thing, they seem to love Bullet For My Valentine. Whenever I play it, they come out and get all active, wrestling and stuff. It's really cute.
I'm going to use this as an excuse to vent, as well. These guys are a perfect example of why I've never had a girlfriend. By the time I got home from the pet store, I was already madly in love with these guys, and the same thing happens to me with people. I get very attached, and fall in love very easily, and end up either fucking off because I get overwhelmed with emotion, or get worried that I'm freaking people out with my intense emotions (I've never been told I am, but it might happen).
I need to work on that, because, more than ever I need someone important in my life. I've been depressive and anxious my whole life (my mother noticed when I was 3 years old), and although I'm doped and in therapy, I'm always down in the dumps. I have no reason to be. I have a loving, supportive family, and the few friends I have are old friends, and very good to me.
I think I need to find a girl who's gonna calm me down, and remind me why I love the human race (I do, it just doesn't seem like I do).
Can anyone here help me fix my life? I could really use advice, (or a date, nudge nudge, wink wink), cause I've been fuckin' it up for 25 years, and clearly can't handle by myself.
With all the love my black heart can give,
J.R.
(cause that's my real name)
P.S. Anyone wanna go the Zoo with me? I love zoos, but no one wants to go with me.
As promised, I'm posting pictures of my new children (some may call them pets, but fuck those heartless bastards).
This is Zinn.
This is Chomsky.
If you don't get the name references, look at my "Favourite Authors" thing, or ask my fine self.
This is Zinn's "Get your balls out of my face, I'm trying to sleep face." I found it very funny!
Funny thing, they seem to love Bullet For My Valentine. Whenever I play it, they come out and get all active, wrestling and stuff. It's really cute.
I'm going to use this as an excuse to vent, as well. These guys are a perfect example of why I've never had a girlfriend. By the time I got home from the pet store, I was already madly in love with these guys, and the same thing happens to me with people. I get very attached, and fall in love very easily, and end up either fucking off because I get overwhelmed with emotion, or get worried that I'm freaking people out with my intense emotions (I've never been told I am, but it might happen).
I need to work on that, because, more than ever I need someone important in my life. I've been depressive and anxious my whole life (my mother noticed when I was 3 years old), and although I'm doped and in therapy, I'm always down in the dumps. I have no reason to be. I have a loving, supportive family, and the few friends I have are old friends, and very good to me.
I think I need to find a girl who's gonna calm me down, and remind me why I love the human race (I do, it just doesn't seem like I do).
Can anyone here help me fix my life? I could really use advice, (or a date, nudge nudge, wink wink), cause I've been fuckin' it up for 25 years, and clearly can't handle by myself.
With all the love my black heart can give,
J.R.
(cause that's my real name)
P.S. Anyone wanna go the Zoo with me? I love zoos, but no one wants to go with me.
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and where the hell is the memoir to your pop tart? c'mon. lets feign some sort of sadness.
i don't know what the teeth have to do with it, but i watched a program on vanishing twins last night. fetus in fetu or something. a baby. in a baby. amazing. which reminded me of the terratomas- tumors with hair teeth and limbs. which reminded me of the poptart having involvement with teeth.
seriously. if you're going to rock the lonely thing you should start watching fucked up medical programs.
yeah. you're not fucking up your life. that's just wishful thinking there. you've got family friends a place tyo live a job and access to internet quasi porn. i'd say you're doing ok. in the grand scheme anyway.
but. i'm usually the wrong one to give any advice- i've made a grand mess of things. they're mostly better now, but i've never been known for excellent decision making/ life skills.
blah.