Haven’t written in a while. It’s so late into spring but it’s still only 35 degrees. I just don’t get it. I want summer!
I’m such a fucking bitch but I’m coming to realize it’s not such a bad thing because I’ll never get walked on. I still wish I had friends who loved me individually, like Celeste. She’s the only thing holding everyone together, because people like her.
I for sure don’t believe in all that christianity stuff anymore. Religion calms our creature fear that one day all our pleasures will cease.