-My anons disappoint me sometimes. Please don’t give me hollow compliments without justification. It makes me feel like I haven’t accomplished anything. If there’s some sort of warrant, then I’d gladly accept it.
-Still disgusted by the fact that some of my pals turned to online dating (minus Jeff because I can empathize upon how hard the gay community must have it). As for the other shit nuggets, you’re not even 20 yet. The fuck are you doing on online dating services? Go out and talk to people normally instead of doing the whole “try before you buy” thing you lazy assmonkeys.
-Fucktards that are clearly using social media but refuse to answer simple questions when prompted via message or group notification.
-Idiot brother is still an idiot.
-I hate to be a pessimist but seeing as the direction for the job market is going to be shifting EXTREMELY heavily towards business, technology, and medicine in the next decade or so, a lot of the people I know are going to be out of a decent paying job unless they develop some sort of intuition.
-I need to find more sarcastic, snarky people to hang out with somehow.
-Work is actually enjoyable now.
-The number of individuals post-high school whom I’d like to keep in touch with is dwindling and nearing single digits.
-I’m starting to do photo shoots for Howard’s Ktown E-sports project.
-I need to help my parents find a new place to live in 3 months.
-Going to work on my own projects with my own hand picked team instead of wasting away waiting for people to reply and respond.
-I’ve come to realize that almost everyone I’ve surrounded myself with is hardly if ever, self sufficient due to having lived in a sheltered environment a majority of their lives.
-Enjoying being single but still having the privilege to go on dates with people I’m attracted to.
-Enjoying having removed myself from irrelevant chat threads on social media.
-Enjoying that things have slowed down a bit as summer is coming to a close.
Am I okay? Yes. Great actually.
Will things get better? Oh absolutely.
knowing we share the
despite the fact
we wish for each other
— Beau Taplin || The same moon.