August 17th 2019

Today was Laura’s birthday party. After which we ended up in old town. The Old Town bit was more depressing than it was enjoyable. For reasons I won’t go in to. For one, because I don’t want to. And for two, because I shouldn’t. I just don’t know what I’m doing. And I don’t know what the point is.

RE: dating, by the way. It’s left me very lost. And it shouldn’t. But it has. It’s harder than it should be. And here I am. Making no sense at all while sat on the stairs. What a life.

Until tomorrow, what’s the point?


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