About to go on another Malone family outing.
"If everything is your favorite, then nothing is your favorite."
that was me, I said that!
A few vinyl blogs have started reblogging this and I love it #poppamaloneforever.
I need a friend (singular) to hang out with/talk to me on a fairly regular basis. I’ve lost a lot of my social skills in the past few months. If it weren’t for work I’d go days without taking to another human being. I’m not exaggerating. Everyone makes me nervous.
You may not believe this, but I used to be kind of fun. I went out. I had friends. I related to people. What the fuck happened to me?
In the past six years I have let a lot of my hobbies go to the wayside. Due to college, due to work, due to friendships/relationships, due to illness, due to laziness, due to anxiety. Fuck that shit. I used to really enjoy things. I’m bringing it back. All of it. Everything that used to make me happy.
Summer. I can’t. The heat. No thanks. People. Less thanks. I don’t know how I got here.
Every once in a while i think to myself ” I could make someone really happy one day.” And then I collapse into laughter and tears because, yeah, right.