today, i'm going to write a venting post.
my horoscope for today was just all around low in everything. love, intellect, wellness... all that stuff. and that's how i felt today.
because the horoscope rules my life.
kinda like the number 23.
no, but really.
it's just one of those days where i feel like not giving a shit about anything and just saying "fuck it" to life and doing nothing. absolutely nothing productive. just sit somewhere and not think about anything and stare into the night and disrespect my body in some way.
not sexually.
legal drugs probably.

one of those days.

today, one of my friends said: "he's had a hard day... in life."

rose, a Filipino woman, on my newly acquired mohawk and nose piercing:
"what happened to your hair?...what did you do with your nose?
i liked you better when you were decent."
prejudice is a beautiful thing.
it's not even prejudice, though. she, and several others, is judging me after she already knows my character, and just because my appearance changed, she gets uncomfortable and upset.
it's really very amusing.
yet very upsetting.
i don't mind honesty, but pressure is a completely different thing.
you can say "I don't like it, but as long as you do..." it's a bit different when you insult someone and look at them with disgust.
i don't go around telling people that i liked them better when they lived up to my standards of decency.
maybe because i don't have any.
who knows.
this deserves more thought than i feel like dedicating to it right now.

yesterday, i found a bracelet that read "friends forever."
today, i lost it.