handling that pole

The dance class yesterday was really fun, for the first time I'm really amused. I also learned three new things, to the annoyance of my legs but the bruises, abrasions, and bloody blisters do not outweigh the fun.
I've discovered that I really am the only one of my kind, and it will take a long time before I come across someone who can handle me. sorry that the only one who can meet that standard is not around. This night for the first time in two weeks I didn't had a nightmare. when I woke up this morning I was very satisfied. Haha, I was just thinking why do I put all this shit here anyway. But I know that even though probably nobody reads my blog, when it's out of my system it's out and that feels fucking good.

and for the last fucking time I have not lied to you, but I found out that in this rotten world you have to do it on your own and those at the end of your path through life are still standing besides you, those are the ones who are true and real.

ps: I hate you, I miss you