Questionable Times

Being broke sucks.

I mean, being lonely sucks.

I guess both.

I am the lone wolf

Maybe its just me, but ever since I moved to the West side of the city, I am changing rapidly. Whether that be for the good or the bad, regardless, it's very different. I find myself going out and cycling late at night, solo or with friends. I went so long without any of this, not saying that it was a bad thing. I was very happy with being bored. Because I was stable. I am uncomfortable with my situation for this one reason. I crave stability and no one seems to offer that.

Maybe I am the weird one. No idea

understand

i dig things that dont fit the standard. well some of the time, i spend alot of time thinking about what i am doing with my life, and i cant seem to figure it out. im self concious, broken, betrayed, yet nothing seems to be making me hit rock bottom. i think i might be getting myself in deep with something that could end up pretty bad.

or maybe things will turn around this week, who knows.