Like.

It’d be so cool to have friends. Like I would love to go out without having to ask someone initially. I’ve put out the effort countless times and I can’t remember the last time someone really asked to make solid plans with me. And not bullshit plans, like I want to go hiking, or fishing. Drive somewhere and get lost for a day. Listen to music and just laugh again for a fucking change. But yeah when you’re all used up and shit hits the fan regardless of the good shit you used to have you’re not really all that important any more. I guess I should just stop bitching and work more. Idk I fucking hate this. Whatever

Life’s funny.
I’ll be in Bama for a while longer than expected. Colorado can wait for the time being.
This is all.
PS: My Friday night has blown