as i write this, bipolar is still a couple of days from making a comeback. i guess, at this point, i really need an outlet. i've spent the last couple of months, mired in details and completely blinded (some might say mentally incapacitated) by the fact that i love someone that doesn't want to be with me. this seems to be a general theme in my life, or at least a variation, thereof.

it's been a complicated mess, to tell the truth, and i'm not even going to try to reason it out here.

i was recently told "it'll all work out. someday you'll find someone who values you." my response: i'm starting to wonder if (a) someone will ever value me or (b) i'm really anything to value.

that's obviously a rather pessimistic way to look at it, but…shit….what do you expect from me, at this point?

i guess, at some point, i should post about my big rock weekend. although…it's pretty much way after the fact, now.

rockstar, new car…it all seems rather inconsequential.

and that's just the way i feel, as well…