I don’t want to go to chemistry today, I would rather throw myself off a bridge attached to cheese wire.
Last night I had a dream I opened a hospital and a cafe exclusively for trans and cis women and children and men complained but then again what’s new about that
Whenever I hear how business is going well, getting more clients and ultimately earning more I get the same feeling as I do after five orgasms and a cheese sandwich.
I can’t wait to leave college. I don’t connect with anyone there, all they talk about is their kids, their vag piercings, or some other bull and I’m there like, I like old men and coffee. The only person I talk to is Dacey and I don’t even like her that much because she is so plain and white rice, bitching or talking about her boyfriend, both of which I cba with. I sit in every class thinking, ‘I don’t know these people, hardly speak to any of them, we have nothing in common, I’m literally alone’. Dacey said she wants to stay friends after college(for which reason I don’t know because I hardly talk to her about myself or act interested…) and I just awkwardly chuckled because it’s a year long course of which I don’t expect to hear off any of them again. One guy calls the quiet deviant because I don’t talk to anyone and probably have something else going on(good judge there) but it’s really because I have nothing relevant to say so what’s the point of talking?