my favourite activity is breaking down and rebuilding myself over and over
Sometimes you just gotta drink it out. It helps.
Me, playing this song over and over again because I am crippled by my own thoughts today
I hate feeling so sad and on the verge of tears which was mostly a great day but I also can’t help but wish I was playing cards with my favorite people at my favorite bar tucked away in Ridgewood, Queens and the fact that I can’t be there right now for some reason makes me want to die
I’m just wondering if it’s possible to live somewhere you like near people that you love at a job you don’t hate where you aren’t scraping by to survive
I’m not done being a degenerate and I want to sit on pavement and drink from tall cans with my friends forever
idk if i want to die or eat some pussy but one of them is gonna happen idc
I gave a man his green card yesterday and he started crying from joy and asked if he could hug me
I love my job so much and it gives me life in a place that feels like the saddest city in the world
I thought I would cry when leaving but it is nice to know when a place no longer serves you. Too many cocaine and gin filled nights and sleeping in too late and not having a solid shit for a week are just things I’m not looking for anymore. I miss the friendship and earth shattering love I have for my friends and my tribe in New York, but I can’t take care of myself here anymore.
Im still a fucking degenerate tho
I’m happy with my partner who is difficult but consistent and I’m happy with my cat and a house that has enough space for me and my thoughts and my things. Idk. I’ve learned how to take care of myself a bit better than before and I know I’m not being a degenerate yet but I’m feeling good w how things are going mostly Rn
We could be good friends
Gd I am a lucky lady