Nope. Nope. Fuck it. I’m done. I’m not trying to be nice anymore or to explain myself constantly. I’m just going to take a break from people and next year I’m starting off fresh. No time for anymore bullshit.
They should invent something to just change the seasons whenever you wanted. I’m so over this winter weather.
Maybe I’ll just drop acid and try to envision myself somewhere warm, like a volcano or something.
Well this has truly been a shit week. I regret coming back down here in the first place.
I always hate texting people first in the morning. I feel like I’m going to wake them up and what if they’re tired or didn’t sleep well, then I feel like an asshole.
That little voice in the back of my head keeps repeating “I told you so” and I keep trying to ignore it, even though I know it’s right.
I am so stressed out. I just want to be held and have my head rubbed and told everything is going to be okay. Is that too much to ask for?!
I woke up this morning and told myself I had to stop with the pity party. Only I can change my life. It’s going to be a lot of work and there will still be hard times, times where I’ll feel like just giving up and disappearing, but what’s that going to solve? NOTHING. I’m 22 years old, not getting any younger and now is better than never to start getting my shit together. Wish me luck!
I’m so fucking done with these people. You want to be my friend? ACT LIKE IT.
you’d think after over a month that i would be over this, apparently that’s not the case.