well. friend is out of lockup. that's something. he's still in 12 types of crisis, but other than giving him rides places, I'm done helping him til I see he's done sabotaging himself. Having heard his side, I'm slightly less pissed at him, and he seems to get the consequences of his shit now, finally. But Z bailed his ass out today. He paid us back already, but still, seriously, we're careful not to get arrested so we ain't gotta bail each other out. So literally bailing him out is the end. We have taken them in or otherwise rescued them least three times, and always, as soon as he's almost back on his feet, he fucks himself somehow. I'm done.
So, I still hate everybody. Yay. There's that buzzing in my skull. That one that feels like maybe if I opened it up with a shotgun the buzzing would stop.
So, I still hate everybody. Yay. There's that buzzing in my skull. That one that feels like maybe if I opened it up with a shotgun the buzzing would stop.
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Date: 2008-05-19 07:10 pm (UTC)Pls to feel free to rant or email or wev if you would like. I know that buzzing, and I know that when I have that buzzing, I do not want people to try to offer wise words or anything like that, or even too much sympathy.
But that buzzing, it is major distraction, it is notfocus, it is feeling like if you just poked your temple RIGHT THERE it would all leak out and ease the hell up.
I've been reading flist but not commenting, because life is crazy right with the now. But right with the before, there was buzzing. So if you want to rant to me about the buzzing, pls to feel free.