There’s a lot that sucks, actually. I just hate the process of starting things over, or starting new things sometimes. Like everything just feels like an endless loop. It. Fucking. Sucks.

My poor dog doesn’t know anything about this. He just unconditionally loves me and wants to be with me all the time. I obviously love him too but I feel bad for him. Like is there nothing more to it? Does he ever want more? Or is he content with being this lazy FAT dog that does nothing all day? I’ll never truly know. It sounds like a joke, but seriously, is there anything more to it than just what he already does?

I don’t know. I say that a lot, but I really don’t know. I have back pain now and it’s fuckijg killing me. I suppose I get to look forward to redyeing my hair, but even then. What is there to truly look forward to? Humans thrive on social interaction yet I cannot bring myself to socialize with anyone for I do not like most. Not in some quirky way, but I need to have some sort of common ground yet nobody ever seems to fucking share anything with me. If they do, they end up being i knowledgeable/boring or a full-blown weirdo. Weirdo as in, usually a nazi, but there are other elaborations that will remain unstated. Like you don’t even need to ask. I just hate it