You can’t start a fire without a spark. This gun is for hire, even if we’re just dancing in the dark.
Scratch that, lemme continue to post self-deprecating stuff. I feel like absolute shit. 150% awful. How the hell am I stressed out while I am here. I am freaking out about everything. I literally have everything lined up for the summer but I am still finding things to be hyperanxious over. I am utterly locked up. Eventually, I stop trying to blame my surroundings and blame myself.
I want to write something that is not depressing, self-deprecating or desperate.
I’m in love with someone 4000 miles away. In a way it feels nice.
All memory of the brilliance of the young Tenenbaums had been erased by two decades of betrayal, failure and disaster.