Just as with any time I write, I'm just trying to get some creative juices flowing through me. It's been so tough to by motivated and creative when I'm *so* depressed. I don't even know really what to think about that.
I need my welbutrin, and maybe I should smoke some. I just don't know what to do about feeling like such a loser. I had an entire lifestyle that didn't really lend me to feeling like this, but when I left it, I really tossed myself out into a harsh and stubborn world of closed-minded people. I wonder if my place really is within the city. It seems out here in the sticks, people are determined to fulfill their own prophecy that all gay people are worthless.
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