Of course the depression came back

Might have something to do with the rain. Or going to my grandparents and not seeing the dog that used to live there.

Pretty sure the woman that kept talking to me was just fucking with me.

I was just being anxious. Good to know how some people are. More reasons to avoid em.

She doesn’t read this blog, in fact no humans do, all bots, according to the visits log.

Women know how to make men feel like utter shit. That’s the purpose of my existence, to feel like utter shit.

She can visit me in the nut house, not.

Thanks for reminding me why I avoid interacting with women.