Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt

I hate to write when I am feeling all emo and sad. Which I know is backwards and people use writing for therapy. I am bad at this. I am bad at sharing when I am anything but happy or angry with others. If it is something I have to work out myself I keep it to myself. Sit in the dark and listen to things like Placebo and Bright Eyes. Keep trying to tell myself that I don't suffer from SAD but it always gets this way in February. And I also need to remember that people are good and that I am not burdening anyone for being in a crappy mood.



Speaking of February. Who was the fucking GENIUS who put a holiday like Valentine's Day in the middle of a month where everyone falls into a funk anyway? Is it to weed out the weak? Well fucking done Hallmark.

*reading over the Wikipedia page on Valentine's Day it looks like it is really this way due to people being dumb and not knowing how to read*


So about more about me, since this after all MY blog and I can do whatever the fuck I want here. This year February has brought me one death and one relapse due to drug addiction, my entire work like turned on it's ear, a two week long back ache, a killer fight at home (to start my joyous holiday referenced above), my car mirror being ripped off and subsequent annoyance of getting this resolved.

It's only the 18th. Thankfully it is February so we only have 10 days left. Who ever thought of THAT is pure 100% ACTUAL GENIUS.

The blog title is from "Lover I Don't Have to Love" by Bright Eyes.

Because Conor Oberst is my #1 emo day crush


Mostly this song...