Looking for a unicorn is tiresome.
My hormones are out of whack, too much testosterone. Feeling like an old perverted man/adolescent boy~ and there’s only one thing on my mind…
Is it bad that I’d rather hang out at home than waste $$ to get drunk in a place I’m not comfortable? The worst part is feeling guilty because of things like, “Flaking again…?”, “Ugh, you suck!” etc. Can we do the friend-thing in a different setting?
Had a much needed break in the country. Lots of r&r, clarification, and de-stressing. No b.s. ahhh
On another note, I need some new hobbies. Naruto and tumblr just aren’t cutting it anymore.
Some days I’m like damn, it’s exhausting to converse so lengthily in one day. I suck at this. It’s so hard to contribute to a convo.
Today was one of those days. blehblehbleh
im lame anyways y talk 2 me? srsly, im so b0ring.
Here I am again. Still, needing more discipline, physically and mentally.