RE: The thread for flipping shits (and tables)
08-29-2016, 06:58 AM
Dad's been worried about me and keeping in touch with texts and while I could probably tell him all about my fun-filled weekend I'm stressing about the fact it's father's day in NZ this Sunday and I haven't really prepped anything from that
I could make a stamp or somesuch or write something to him but the prospect of any kind of creative output right now fills me with dread, apathy, and a kind of detached disgust at the apathy
Cultivating an image of cheerfully distracting capers and general life contentment feels fuckin disingenuous and rude to him, but being honest about how I feel isn't really all that appealing either and more than anything else I wish I cared about this whole "doing something nice for Dad for father's day" issue in a manner/emotional response that was positive instead of anxiety and could-care-less-ness
I could make a stamp or somesuch or write something to him but the prospect of any kind of creative output right now fills me with dread, apathy, and a kind of detached disgust at the apathy
Cultivating an image of cheerfully distracting capers and general life contentment feels fuckin disingenuous and rude to him, but being honest about how I feel isn't really all that appealing either and more than anything else I wish I cared about this whole "doing something nice for Dad for father's day" issue in a manner/emotional response that was positive instead of anxiety and could-care-less-ness
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow