Hating friends out of jealousy of their lifestyle.
Pretending to really care about other people's problems.
Smiling when you don't want to.
No alone time.
No focus or direction.
No cash, optimism.
I can't explain why as every day goes by I dislike people more and more. Am I that stuck-up or am I just meeting the wrong people? And if it's the wrong people why have I been meeting them year after year?
There ya go folks, a sample of me in real life. And yes, I'm as sober as I can be right now.
I just feel like venting.
Sadly I am still holding back 85% of how I really feel.
I don't think it's healthy for me to speak my mind. It hurts when I do.
Ugh.
Thank god for boobs.