azzaman333
meh
man Australia really sucks
Well, it's the first time I've ever experienced something like that in 18 months of catching the train almost daily, so it's not a common occurrence.
man Australia really sucks
I'm not going to the movie festival today and my day sucked.
Of course I'm stressed, I'm being forced to get a job against my will!![]()
Ex-girlfriend?
Here I am mindlessly lurking around this place in darkness at 2 in the morning, when I have a pile of work to do and everything else seems to be going wrong. For the past couple of weeks or so I've shut myself off from everything, trying to avoid all contact with people. I do this consciously knowing it will all end in disaster, and very soon, too. I've chosen to go numb instead of living life, because it's just too much effort, and I don't know where to start.
So my flight to Rome was cancelled. And everyone in Britain seems to be trying to get out. After hours of searching, me and my family managed to find a ferry from Portsmouth to Cherbourg that had spare seats. 7am ferry. It is now 2am. I must go to sleep, and then wake up at 3am, to leave at 4am, for the 2 hour drive to Portsmouth. And when we arrive in Cherbourg, hopefully we'll be able to get on a train to Paris, and then hopefully an overnight train to Rome, although, not being able to book ahead, I don't like our chances. If so, I hope we can find accommodation in Paris. Even if everything goes perfectly to plan from here on in, we'll arrive in Rome at 8:45 on Sunday morning, as opposed to the 11:30 Saturday morning planned for and booked for.
I suppose I should look at it as an adventure, although, I don't really like adventures all that much.
I hope you can get through it.![]()
Naw. I figured that for the first time in months I should try being in a good mood again, so my day absolutely got raped. I now remember why I stopped bothering being in a good mood.
So my flight to Rome was cancelled. And everyone in Britain seems to be trying to get out. After hours of searching, me and my family managed to find a ferry from Portsmouth to Cherbourg that had spare seats. 7am ferry. It is now 2am. I must go to sleep, and then wake up at 3am, to leave at 4am, for the 2 hour drive to Portsmouth. And when we arrive in Cherbourg, hopefully we'll be able to get on a train to Paris, and then hopefully an overnight train to Rome, although, not being able to book ahead, I don't like our chances. If so, I hope we can find accommodation in Paris. Even if everything goes perfectly to plan from here on in, we'll arrive in Rome at 8:45 on Sunday morning, as opposed to the 11:30 Saturday morning planned for and booked for.
I suppose I should look at it as an adventure, although, I don't really like adventures all that much.
Dear now-happily Orange Ex-Crush:
I am finally, for the last time, over you. I honestly don't know why you go back to this asinine wigger who used you for nine months of sex and left you for another girl when there are about 3 billion other guys out there, and I'm pretty sure some of them are teenagers that live in New Hampshire. Hell, there was one guy who liked you and didn't think of you as just a pair of tits, but apparently, you're completely fine with being just a pair of tits. And honestly, if you still want to be his personal sex toy for the rest of your life, that's completely fine. Just don't come crying to me when what I'm wangsting about on this forum to a bunch of people I've never even met in real life becomes true and you're on the Maury Show crying and humiliated because he cheated on you with 20 different women.
~D'Art~
Dear now-happily Orange Ex-Crush:
I am finally, for the last time, over you. I honestly don't know why you go back to this asinine wigger who used you for nine months of sex and left you for another girl when there are about 3 billion other guys out there, and I'm pretty sure some of them are teenagers that live in New Hampshire. Hell, there was one guy who liked you and didn't think of you as just a pair of tits, but apparently, you're completely fine with being just a pair of tits. And honestly, if you still want to be his personal sex toy for the rest of your life, that's completely fine. Just don't come crying to me when what I'm wangsting about on this forum to a bunch of people I've never even met in real life becomes true and you're on the Maury Show crying and humiliated because he cheated on you with 20 different women.
~D'Art~