ignore this post
Depression has hit.
I don't want sympathy; I don't want anything. I want regular fucking nothing.
I hate the use of "proper grammar" with terms like "lol". It's not "Lol" at the beginning of a sentence. It's a different dialect, doing that would be stupid.
I saw a brochure in my car and my thought wasn't "wow I was a candidate" (as it had been before tonight) but "fuck that was a massive waste of time, money and effort, and would be even if I did get in".
But now I'm pot committed I have to run again.
Fuck.
2 comments:
it's not sympthay, at all.
just a fair bit of admiration.
i agree with wise old mr anonymous.
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