College has been the four most unfulfilling years.
You don’t have to keep in touch with people who aren’t worth keeping in touch with // If you’re not good to yourself, nobody’s going to bother being all that good to you.
What’d you make tonight?
G, that’s great.
Eh, it’s not quite good enough.
You wait tables and are writing for free right now.
I know what the fuck I do.
Well isn’t that enough each night to live off of? To make rent, pay bills and have enough extra to spend?
The problem is that you all think that’s living. You’ve lived within 60 miles of this place your entire life. You work at some bogus store. You always will. That’s fine for some people, but it’ll never be fine for me. I gotta be able to up and leave here when I want to if I get the urge to do that.
Short version: not at all. This is Tumblr, not everyday life, and things posted here are for myself, not you. Are you always a coward? My cell is 275 - eight 77 four with a NH area code if you have anything else to say.
Just a bit stir-crazy from not having left the city in too long, seeing the same people all of the time, listening to the same phony small talk all of the time.