hating this week, drinking lots of alcohol by myself, blowing off friends to drink by myself, lurking ex girlfriends, and not working on my final presentation for biotech.
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after going for a walk, soaking my feet in the pool, tripping into a bush, laying there for thirteen minutes, staring at the stars, feeling small, listening to pinback, and having a think, i think i feel a little better; however, i might have reverted back to my angsty 'i secretly hate all my friends' phase (thanks for the not helpful text message conversation, you two). also, i think i am finally over being single and by myself for three years. this is good. this is healthy.












