Deflated

[friezaess]

Yesterday I got to experience my first flat tire... and was too much of a woman to change it. I think the RACQ guy was wondering what I was doing out by myself without a carer.

I'm pretty sure I won't be attending the lolita High Tea meet-up on Sunday. I guess dressing up feels kind of pointless without him, like a lot of things really. I haven't even listened to any kind of music outside of what the ads on TV blare at me. It's funny that even a few notes on a keyboard can make you think of a person. I did manage to eat an actual meal in sandwich form yesterday, so that's an improvement. I guess it's just hard to think that the thing that gave my life so much meaning and direction is gone, so most things that used to bring me joy now make me think "Well... what's the point?" I don't think I'm cut out for this whole human emotion thing.

I'm kind of behind on people's LJ's at the moment because I'm wallowing in my own self-pity like a fag, herp derp. Poupee Girl is providing a nice distraction... I need that ninja outfit >_>

Comments

[zurka-dameer.livejournal.com]

Change a tyre? Are you kidding? We women folk can't do that. All we can do is scream at mice and cook a nice roast!

*huggles* cheer up emo kid, things will get better with time. You should go to your meetup on Sunday, even if it's only for half hour. Being out with people around you will make you feel kick ass again :)