Why do I have to suck so bad? I think it's pitiful that I tend to substitute material goods for real, healthy relationships with people. The most obvious example of this is when I had just broken up with Layne, and within 6 weeks had purchased about five or six very expensive vibrators online. Why the hell would I need more than two?!
Today I had lunch / dinner with Layne (I can never tell because I wake up at 4 or 5pm, and eat at 6) and we bumped into Boob with Anissa and Shamana at Carl's Jr. I really think I've been replaced by Anissa, which in my opinion is horrible as Boob has only known her for all of six months and me for six fucking years. Then again, I'm sure she has qualities that I can only dream of having. She's probably not a bitch, not clingy and not a total asshole. I mean, I know I'm dysfunctional, but why the fuck would you ever give up a friend who buys you clothes and jewelry just to show that they care about you?
Right after that I went and bought two tank tops and two cute necklaces to make up for the harrowing realization that Nobody In The World Loves Me Anymore.
In short, relationships with humans baffle me. It was stupid of me to think I should reinvent myself after my breakup with Layne, and start hanging out with people more often. Now I remember why I never bothered making friends in the first place! Why get a boyfriend when you can have 7 vibrators? Or 8 or however many it is I own? Why have a best friend when you can have expensive handbags and sequin stilettos?
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