I wonder if I will ever be able to understand myself. I somehow doubt it. And I wonder if anyone will ever be able to actually understand me.

Again, I doubt it.

Loneliness is a total bitch and I hate it. If I wasn’t in school right now, and if I had not just started my new job I’d be outta this shithole town so fast people would cough on my dust.

Maybe I’ll go to London…maybe I’ll go to New York, Oregon, ANYWHERE BUT HERE. I am no longer happy, content or whatever in this town, this life I live. I want something different.

SOMETHING MORE.

But I cannot go right now (sucks to be me) and so as Joe Dirt once said I gotta “keep on keeping on”. Ha ha. If only it was that damn easy. Sorry if this is such a depressing rant. I somehow doubt though that anyone even reads this still.

Night.

~Ash~