Frosty Fiends

Stardate: 23938.1 December 8, 2008 23:15

For the past two weeks, I’ve been going to Wendy’s late at night before they close to get a large chocolate Frosty. Those things are so fucking good like you and understand.  I think they are good coping mechanisms, because they sure do a lot of therapy.  I could be played out in the dumps and Mr... Frosty will lift my spirits back up.  I know it's the metal December, but I don't care. December doesn't care…How do I know?  Because right now it's raining outside.  The whole days and really gloomy, cloudy, dark, like something bad was supposed to happen.

I guess what coping with is rejection.  I've seen that again and again and again.  It's almost as though I'm married to rejection.  I really do think that I'm a good person, and I do good things, and all I get in return is the feeling of being used and taken advantage of.  I wouldn't be so clingy as long as someone would pay attention to me.  I wouldn't be so negative if people weren't so mean to me my whole life. I grew up innocent, and came out hard core but still looking innocent.

It's like everyone in the world seems to forgets that I have feelings too.  I'm really good at hiding my emotions in front of people, but it still feels like shit when have to deal them myself.  So, for the past two weeks, the Frosty has kind of helped me deal with everything that is rejecting me. But I am who I am, and that's not going to change.  I also got into an awkward situation earlier tonight where it's too awkward I don't want to think about it or talk about it on my blog. But, everything is okay again, it was just a very embarrassing turned awkward situation ending in me freaking the hell out. But it's all good, because it was my fault…  It could've also been the powerful painkiller pills I took earlier this morning.  I think I've said enough already.  Yes, so I am enjoying my Frosty. Mmmm!