Life is up and down side to side and inside out. Sometimes it's high sometimes it's low and sometimes it feels like nothing but a big pile of shit.

It's been 8 months now and I'm still very much feeling the big pile of shit 'phase'

I need companionship and I need it now. At this moment all I have is a pocket full of imaginary hopes and a shelf full of DVDs and a dog to cuddle up to when I feel lonely.

What the fuck is this?