It is my opinion that money, or rather lack of money, is the greatest source of depression. Why? Because you can't get AWAY from it. It leaks into every part of your life. Anything else, you can try to escape. Money? You need it for everything.
It's horrible.

Megan wants to go to a Video Game Convention.

What would I give, to spend a day, warm /in the video game convention?/
I would love to go to a video game convention. It's like a dream of mine.
Seriously. I can't imagine how good a day would be, walking around, checking out all the new games, seeing the displays, buying a souvenir or two, ahhh. It would be great.
Say, that reminds me of Kairi.
Oh, what? Nevermind.

Apparently

Reading someone's blog makes me want to babble constantly lmao.
I'm sorry.

But, really, sometimes I think we need to just cut off the poison.
Some relationships are simply not healthy.
But it's hard to decide if they'll kill you or if you want to live with them.
It's all a choice. Life's all choices.

Ahahahahaha

All right.
I was just thinking of wonderful things I could do.
I thought, oh, I could dress up ridiculously and go hang out in random places.
And then I thought, oh, like a prostitute.
Random, yes.


But I think I'd like to just buy some Ben & Jerry's sometime and wander the streets or something.
I don't know. Ice cream and street wandering. That's a good time, all right.

[sigh]

Most of the time....

I don't care.
I shut myself off.

But... when I do care, maybe I care too much.
It feels good to be filled with SOMETHING.
But I'm afraid of making them feel more stressed or upset or just plain bothering them.
I don't like when people hurt them.
I don't like when they let people hurt them repeatedly.
I have no respect for substance abuse.
But what's the difference.
Pot, Alcohol, Video games. They're all crutches.
Whatever. I'm sorry.
Everyone's a fucking critic.