Summer is creeping around the corner and im ready to write again its been coming to me all the time thoughts, feelings, and rants…. The next series of post tell the spring will be raw unedited stream of conscientiousness type of writing starting with this one.
Ahh fuck the world… I'm soo ready to just run away to some European country and work as a waiter. This whole deal of society and knowing people to work is just tiring on my soul. Im soo sick of wishing for my fairy tale and being constantly let down. But the realist in me knows that this is almost my fairy tale im living on my own starving and going out into fucking NYC to get coffee and lunch. Ive dropped everyone who is fake in my life and learned how to take or leave people as they come. Im so tired of sending emails and dialing number Ive paided my dues and deep down inside… I just want someone to call me. If im such a great person… if you luv me soo much why the hell haven’t I heard from you in 2 years… some people luv goes without saying but other. Really my number hasn't changed and never in our relationship did I act like I would’t appreciate a phone call or a fucking facebook message… IDK…. I don’t want to end up like a Sondheim musical… its hard to be an optimist in this world especially when I never seem to evolve past somebodies friend.
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