I have this thing I do – I never, ever, ever check my mail. I do all my bills and such online, and I just . . . space out going to the mailbox for months at a time.
For the rest of you
Let me just say something:
Pyschotherapy, all that shit? Unless you have a bonafide chemical imbalance in your little wee pee brain, do you know what it is? It’s just a guy sitting there, listening, waiting for you to realize you don’t have to be so fucked up.
Guys, you don’t have to be so fucked up. You can just not be and weeeeeee everything will be fun.
I’m sorry if this is a strange entry, but someone tried to kill my friend and I’m in a funny mood.
I couldn’t agree with you more, but I have to say – sometimes people NEED that little man to listen until we realize that things could be okay. Sometimes that’s the only way we ever get to that point, all that talkin’.
I hope your friend is okay, or at least will be.
personally i wish that everyone would just take a bunch of xanax and STFU, because i’m nobody’s therapist, and i don’t want to hear their problems. or at least, not for free.
and your friend, dude. wtf?
someone tried to kill your friend? what in the fuck is happening out there in the wild west?
Is everybody okay?
as far as psychotherapy goes, I’m a bit bossier than that. maybe that’s why I keep trying to switch my major.
you can’t just say some one tried to kill your friend and not elaborate. that’s just torture.