Thursday, January 11, 2018

twenty eighteen

god, i hate my fuckin life. i fuckin hate myself.

spent december in jail in portland.

just before i was arrested, i was talking to ron. she said she was going to help me. so that whole month i'm looking forward to her helping me... i get out to hear that she's killing herself. just what i needed to hear.

so i'm back in seattle, no one's talking to me.

i'm... not worth anything.

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