breaking hearts has never looked so cool [ 14.05.03 - 12:59 And perfectness will never be. ] Imagine, if you will, me, sitting in front of the computer, my back eternally hunched, my mouth slack and filled with something at any given point, be it coffee or stale chocolate eggs. Imagine me being very, very excited to meet someone for the first time, and actually get out of my house. Imagine me getting an email stating that he's bailing. Imagine me dissapointed as Hell, but acting like I don't care. I hate life. And I hate Jeremy Curry! No. I don't. He had to garden today and therefore couldn't make it. Dissapointment. I'm never, ever going to ever make any friends. I just know it. I'm going to sit in Calgary and be miserable and get closer to just shooting myself in the face every lonely day. I'll read borrowed Bukowski, smoke and drink coffee. I'll try to talk to people on the Internet, because it's the only place I'm brave enough, but they won't want to hang out with me. If I ever thought Edmonton was clique-y, it's obvious I didn't spend enough time here. This place sucks. Not only is there the clique thing, also, everyone here is uber-PC, which, if you know me, isn't a good thing. I'm one of the most offensive individuals on the planet, and having people freak out just because I saw the name Hitler sucks. They're probably just overly-concerned about being considered one of the rednecks Calgary is infamous for. God, whatever. Stupid damn Calgary. [ previous entry - next entry ]

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