Radio silence

I get like that, like this, sometimes. I don’t want to interact. Nobody gets me, nobody understands, it’s just too hard trying to communicate, and what’s the point anyway.

No, I’m not whining, I’m just backing up and backing off. It’s where I want to be. People are just too damn hard. I’m a misanthrope – always have been, always will.

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    • Grace

      Honestly, I’m not the least bit excited. I couldn’t afford the kitchen cabinets I wanted. I couldn’t get the countertops I wanted. I couldn’t afford the appliances I wanted. I couldn’t afford to do a new floor. So this isn’t going to be anything like my dream kitchen. It will simply be a more functional kitchen. Big whoop. But still big dollars. I’m depressed as hell about the whole thing.

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