Someone told me that a troubled soul never rests. I dont know if he was referring to me or himself but it makes me think. This weekend is Valentine's day and I dont have a valentine. I guess its not a big deal but in some ways it is. I mean, I really miss the affection and social connection I used to have with people. I am a social wreck. I dont think I can even function properly in social circles anymore.
I also have this horrific smell coming off my jacket and Im not sure what it is. I took it to the ocean to wash it out so I am hoping that will do it. It smelled like alcohol and bad perfume but I cant remember being with a woman lately. Of course, last night was a blur so maybe I did something horrific. Who knows.
If you cant remember then its safe to say it never happened. Lucky me.
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Kitarro's Log
This is a journal of my basic life on Gaia. Nothing special really. Just stuff about me and what I do.
I am... the fallen.