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[Apr. 14th, 2010|06:38 pm]
Spinning 45 Ballerina
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It's about time for me now to ask why things never work out. Is it g-sus? Is it because I haven't excepted him as my saviour, is it the blaspheming? I know it's not Karma. I help my friends, share with them my bounty, and work hard... there's no way it's fucking Karma. I'm moving all my worldly possessions to a room down the street. I'm doing alone, though I've not really asked anyone for help. Right now I'm going to carry the last part of my record collection and all my magazines. After that I've decided there's only about two thirds left... thoug this is wishful thinking. This should actually be a great thing, but when I met my landlord yesterday, he told me I could probably only live there about a month or so. Things may work out, I may get a different room. Question is will I actually get it, and will it be liveable when he restores the second floor. I know why I can't get a boyfriend... stuff like this though, the rest of my life, I just can't understand. |
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