In my universe I don’t often hang out with my community and experience women just asking to be asked out, or to date, or just fuck. I’m an old hippy kinda stoner that got high and philosophical and coasted on the surf of now and then spending the remaining time going over how I failed this time with the kind of death and detail than a new baseball sportscaster might ….
I gave up on that analogy mud thought. I’m starting to transition from one side of my mental coyrtoom. The negative voice is walking up and starting to crush my joy .
My confidence in who I am, and how much people like me is a point of pride but all of my relationships are a lower level.
They might pick me up … I stop before telling the friend scale. 3 levels.
4 I guess. 4th being g a friend you have never seen outside the place you know them from.
Drives you to airport
Helps you move
Helps you move a body
Oops. I totally forgot where I was, writing my own blog high as fuck and suddenly I notice the blue border and here I am in your Tumblr. So sorry.
Ha. I cheated. I scrolled up. The joke is on me. I’m talking to myself. You the reader don’t even exist… Until you do.
I’m not sure if Tumblr is for me. I’m not patient. I do that even finish my own sentences half the time.
The issue I have with my seeming inability to risk that I will be wrong.
The scene where the girl I finally get along with looks like …
1. She loves a project man
I was going to list careers that are well suited to people who’s first 5 created a universe with whatever you want to call right and wrong.
The creative thinker in me, unhampered by the negative defence knows what joy I can experience but my defences to avoid risk are pretty simple. I say no.
Imagine I’m drunk in a bar and I grab a mic and talk as long as I can before somebody stops me.
I never had that life. I had a good life I guess, but I seem to have misplaced the memories because I never told them as a story so it didn’t get saved.
Shit. I regret this. Ur backfired. I won’t be…
Reframe. I will be able to handle any attacks no matter how vicious as long as I can find a new number one soon.
The scene where you are about to kiss… Or date or fuck and the lights go on, the curtain draws and people laugh.
The sentence I intended was to say I lived my entire single concept that I ….
I live thinking, please don’t tell at me in your disapproval of my failure to win.
My upbringing was….
The stop is sudden. A scenario freezes and like
Interesting. The concept may not be clear to a whole repeating world, passing on stories so our wisdom comes from more loops.
Ahhhhhhhh. I was content to co tinue but I’m probably too high to judge whether it’s like the drunk …
I’m going to shut up now with the closing. I’m still not comfortable asking for anything or functioning but I sincerely need a few people to care and tell me if .
I kept remembering really good chunks of my universe.
I always fear.
Everything we believe is true, until we no longer believe it. If we die believing, it was reality in our universe.
My two voices are arguing in my brain discussing whether or not I am at minimum, not crazy.
I deleted that last line. I am … Bombarding my awkwardness to replay mentally and look for deal breakers.
Every conflict in history ends only one of two ways.
Either one side convinced the other they are correct
Or one side gets tired of trying to convince the other they are not correct.