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9 hours ago -

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(Source: chrisocon, via la-vie-comme-je-la-connais)

9 hours ago -

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I keep feeling like ive done this before, nothing in particular, the feeling comes and goes, but when its here its so intense i get dizzy and want to puke. I suppose it could be some kind of dejavu, but the more it happens the more i start to think im just so unbearably miserable where i am in life. not where i am physically, just in myself. I work a dead end job, have too many bills i cant afford to pay, im not satisfied with my own art, with my own skateboarding, im not satisfied with myself, looks, personality, or intelligence -or lack of intelligence- i have no love life, i cant even talk to a gal it seems; i dont think i know how to anymore. I want to live, i want to paint, i want to skateboard, and travel, and see, and feel, and smell and touch. I dont want to sit inside at a fucking yogurt shop 50+ hours a week dealing with fake ass, rich ass, snobby ass people. I have to though. I want to find a job i enjoy, i want to go back to school, i want to be able to work enough to pay my bills, and still be able to enjoy life. I NEVER WANT MY WORK TO BE MY LIFE. I WANT MY LIFE TO BE MY LIFE, AND MY JOB TO BE THE PLACE I WORK SO I CAN AFFORD TO ENJOY MY LIFE. that is all, thats my rant for the day. if you just read this you should probably go do something fun, im sure this put a damper on your good mood. sorry about that.

1 day ago