burrowless wolf spider

it's been a month since my last entry. fuckin finals ate away at my soul for a hot minute there, ate away at my creativity it seems too. finally broke up with my now ex boyfriend, and have plans to just be flat out antisocial for the next semester too. 

I talked so much shit about hopping from face to face like a frog on lily pads but I don't really have anyone vying for my attention nor do i have anyone i could come crawling back to. It's a shame really, I need a situation-ship to give me some reason to live. really feels like I'm a burrowing wolf spider without a place to burrow my soul in- or my self in, if you're picking up what I'm putting down.

It's chill though, I'll figure it out.

-xoxopetey