Insignificant & Unnamed

I just want a place to vent anonymously.  This is that place.  Want to see the archive or ask me a question?  That can be found at the top of the page somewhere.

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fuck Christmas

I wish I liked Christmas, but God overlooked me, my family hates me, and we're all too poor for gifts anyways. So fuck Christmas.

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12/18/14 9:43am

Yesterday was one of the worst days I've ever had, if not the worst. I literally broke down and cried in the parking lot next to my dorm. I'm a huge fucking baby and I hate myself. I'm supposed to meet my new advisor in 47 minutes but fuck that. I'm canceling and going to sleep. I can't do life today. I am scum.

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12/13/14 7:44pm "College is Hard, Life is Uncooperative, Synopsis is Brief"

Currently laying in bed, lights off and blinds shut, with only boxer-briefs and high socks on, and I’m buried in my cell phone. Who said college was hard? Haha, just kidding. College is very difficult and I’m pretty sure I’m losing my mind.

I’ve been a wreck today. I hate to start this blog, as a whole, off so horribly, being all sad and shit. Did you see my last post, which is also technically my first post? Life just hasn’t been cooperating lately.

I had the idea for this tumblr (an anonymous outlet to spill my guts to) when I was in a much happier state weeks ago. But fuck it, I guess this is partially the point of having this. So without further adieu, I’m gonna talk about my crappy day:

ACTUALLY WAIT.

My day wasn’t even that crappy. I’m not even in a bad mood and I don’t want to talk about my issues because the only point of talking about it would be to make me feel better but I can’t feel better if I feel perfectly fine. Right? Right. But I guess somehow in some way and sometime someone will want to know how my day went… I guess? I don’t even have a single follower yet, but like I said, someone might be interested. Here’s a brief synopsis of what’s happened since my last post:

1. Gf was at a party 2. We weren’t on the best terms at the time 3. It’s like 1am 4. I ask if she wants me to pick her up since we both kinda wanted to talk to each other since we had been hardly seeing each other for the past couple days and we had finally been texting that night but she’s taking forever to get back because her DD doesn’t want to leave yet (at least that is what I was told by my gf in our texting conversation) 5. She says yes 6. I pick her up, she’s sober thank Christ. 7. Talk awkwardly in car 8. Get back to our college campus 9. She invites herself over to my dorm room but I’m not feeling it but let her come over anyways 10. We talk and cuddle. She wants to make out but I’m like nah dude I ain’t feelin’ it we haven’t made up for shit yet and I’m unhappy 11. Argument breaks out, I kick her out (I know that’s mean and I regret it) 12. By now it’s approximately 4am 13. I go out for a cigarette and quickly return to my room 14. We continue to argue in text and I regretfully send some of the meanest things I’ve ever said to anyone ever 15. Fall asleep at 6ish am 16. Wake up at 3:30pm, go to lunch alone. My best friend is busy 17. Do pretty much nothing other than watch YouTube videos 18. Go to dinner alone 19. Text gf, we meet, I attempt to apologize, I admit I fucked up. 20. She’s not having it, despite mostly this being neither mine nor her fault, but rather both of us are equally responsible 21. Retreat to room, get undressed, pull out phone.

And here we are.

Alright. I’m done rambling for today.

See you in the next post - I&U

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12/12/14 11:56pm "Crying in Cars, Chicken Burritos, and Cancer Sticks"

Currently sitting in the bathroom. Today was not the best, but it could have been worse.

I cried in my car about an hour and half ago. It was great. The feeling of relief was great afterwards, although I only had a few tears and it was for only a brief time. Like 4 minutes. Eh, who cares? I did punch my steering wheel though. That hurt like a bitch. I’m a fucking idiot and emotions are weird.

Why did I cry? Psh, as if you actually care. I hardly care myself. Well, for those of you who do, and without getting to personally revealing, it was just immense stress caused by college and my relationship with my girlfriend. We’ll call her Asdf (Pronounced “as-diff” for those who haven’t heard, not to be confused with the popular series asdf by TomSka. I’m not dating an internet video series.) for future reference. I’m sure I’ll tell a story or two about her sometime.

Okay, now I’m lying in bed, no longer in the bathroom. That’d be a long time to be in the bathroom.

Like I said earlier, today was lame. I didn’t do shit. I got an awesome grilled chicken burrito though. That was pretty tastyful. And yeah, tastyful isn’t a word.

Anyways, about sitting in my car, I went out for a cigarette but it’s way too damn cold to be standing outside inhaling carcinogens. Plus, I wanted to listen my music. Life’s incomplete without music, as we all know.

Whatever, I’m done rambling for now.

See you in the next post -I&U (That’ll be my signature for now, which is “insignificant & unnamed” for those who can’t infer from reading, you illiterate pricks.)

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12/12/14 Approximately 2:00pm "The Beginning"

It is 12/12/14 and I’ve finally found the time and motivation to begin a blog where I’ll say anything and everything.  I’ve had a personal “blog” on tumblr for a while but it has my name and face all over it.  I don’t want attention for this blog coming back to me, neither fame nor infamy, because I simply don’t like attention or the consequences and result of it.  I just want a place to vent anonymously.  This is that place.