My mom’s ex husband added me on facebook recently.
Considering I actually use my facebook. (I find it extremely efficient.)
It took more than a little bit of thought before adding him.
I eventually just figured that I’d humor him. But hell-
It’s funny, you’d never think that the guy who beat the shit out of you for the first 15 years or so of your short life, would add you on Facebook trying to be your friend and shit.
Seriously. What the fuck.
Instead of divulging in the fucking train wreck of a story it is, I’ll just say he’s the type I’d run over if I ever saw him crossing the street on a moonless night; without a second thought, no less. :/
…So what’s making it worthwhile?
He’s an emo 38 year old worthless piece of trash.
You think the people trying to poetic, and deep on your facebook are bad?
Oh you know the deal, I’m an angsty young man who freaks out mentally in social situations and I’m dealing with a transition in life and I may be homeless in a month, and there’s just a lot going on, and I tend to think a little bit more than I should. That and it doesn’t help that I always feel like a third wheel.
And dozens of other problems. That are, for the most part, just in my head.
Oh, and I have to go to the bathroom. But tumblr is so interesting and damn it.
Totally debate deleting it every once in awhile though. :/ I mean, I don’t even talk to any of you guys anymore, I hardly feel like I’m good to say. “Man I feel so upset, that if I saw a mammoth slide down a 327 foot slide and into a cake three times it’s size, that I wouldn’t even smile. :c