This would explain why Rosie never actually smiles( Cover her mouth and look at her eyes; those Irish eyes are NOT smiling.) so much as she just kind of...shows her teeth...
I totally understand what she is saying. This is the reason I avoid a lot of "news." I just don't need to know about every single crazy fucker out there and what he or she does to their fellow man. It's too much for me, and it sends me spinning into a spiral. I get crazy depressed in October and November. December is kind of fun on account of the holidays, but it isn't easy. January is hard, but I just try and do things that keep me occupied and moving. I do wintery things like light a fire, drink tea, get cozy... i like snow, so that makes me happy. The other night it was so lovely; there was this silent, windless night, this lovely steady sparkley snow falling in complete peaceful silence. The world was hushed. My car barely made a sound through the streets. It was magical. This year i got one of those full spectrum lights for those heavy, dark sunless days. I also get kind of depressed once spring comes, and I am not sure why. I get anxious and nervous for a while.
i am a lonely pimple as lonely as can be,don't cry pimple i'll keep you company, hey big pimple will 3 be a crowd? all together pimples sing real loud! Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I remember this and…
It's been a while. If I can learn how to get back to journal writing, I'd be happy. I think Facebook is a bit like a cocktail party; you can't be sad or needy or too angry there. Just can't get too…
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