sat down to organize my books today and found an old journal with a page full of plans i was excited about years ago but now it's like looking at someone else's life, feels heavy like what was i even thinking, guess i never made the leap or tried hard enough or something, makes me wonder if this is all there is or if i should be trying to recapture that spark, whatever it was...
so i tried to use a ramp to get outside but apparently my wheelchair is now the official condo mascot for the last 3 weeks, just stuck here while i have deep conversations with my houseplants about the meaning of life, which are going about as well as my last therapy session.
the other day i bought a pack of gum and it cost more than my last meal but i just stood there staring at the register like how is this even possible when i could have sworn last week i was fine and now im just confused and tired of thinking about it all
the other day i bought a pack of gum and it cost more than my last meal but i just stood there staring at the register like how is this even possible when i could have sworn last week i was fine and now im just confused and tired of thinking about it all
this disgusting creep at garden state plaza deserves to be locked away for life, exposing himself and attacking innocent children is beyond sickening and everyone knows it! this is why we need stronger laws to protect our kids from these monsters like this new york man!