Random thoughts

So I saw Joyce Manor and it was the greatest time. I went by myself and it was still great. I enjoy solitude more than ever.

Man let me tell you I'm so done with boys. I don't know how many times I've said this but they suck for real. I'm also the worse.

I haven't been feeling empty like usually. It's overwhelming but I'm happy. Although as much as I love the void, filling it is temporarily or just not feeling nothing gets so boring sometimes.

Ghost from my past are creeping and I don't know what to do.

I'm watching the Truman show and it's fucking me up my dude. It's truly how I feel about life. Like my coworker was telling me I need to finish college and I wanted to politely tell him to fucking shove his education politics up his fucking ass because it's not for me and I don't want it. Yeah maybe I'll grow up and "wake up" but no I'm not living my life for anyone else but myself now.

I don't know what's this sudden change but I'm feeling a little crazy but for once I'm still content with myself and that is rare my friends.

I just want to read books, save a little money for my big adventure I have planned, and hang out with my real friends.