Wolves Riding Bears.

A few points.

I'm in a bad mood. I have work to do and I am in no fit mind set to do it efficiently.
That's a lie.
I have done the work, but there was little to do for it.

"This would be time that I would wake if I'd been to sleep at all and watch you dream"

I feel like i'm drowning in constant listlessness. I try not to let it be so, but, really, it's hard to maintain a positive attitude when you really cannot be fucked in doing so.
No reason.
No happiness.
Again, i'm just sick of pretending.

I'm lonely.
And not in a 'need amazing friends' kinda way, though that would help if I had some more.
No.
I need a man, desperately.
And someone I can actually fall in love.
I mean, i'm fucking too fickle as it is, but tbh, I think anyone would be with my choices.
They're all too pretentious and loud and annoying and idiotic.

There are people I do like, but, some I can't be arsed with, mainly due to the fact that I don't like them enough for it to matter, and that they can't really be fucking taking any notice of me.

And I wish I didn't have to keep writing notes of this nature, because, you know, I don't want to feel like this.
Obviously.
But, do you know what I mean?
I don't want to constantly be complaining about my lack of happiness.
I want to be in love because i know at this moment in time, it is the lack of emotion given and received that is making me so apathetic and listless.
I just want it to change, but, it's one of things only time will solve, but, how long i'll have to wait, is whole other planet.

Anyway, few notes on stuff i've been writing; I have been doodling and writing in varying notebooks I own for a while now, and I really want to showcase these pieces of thought, but, I feel a bit 'meh' just typing them up, so when i've got the scanner working with my Macbook, then, we'll see further posts of that nature.

Oh, it's all such hassle.