I’m so much happier being here at my boyfriends house alone then being at my house with everyone there.
you're beautiful. please don't hurt yourself.
Thank you! This made my day so much better. I just get so angry or so far deep In my mind that I need a way out. I fight not to hurt myself tho, I will just keep trying to swim to the top.
Have a beautiful day
I hate how angry I can become. I hate how the little things effect me so deeply. I seriously thought about ramming into another car or just running my self off the road tonight. I can stand these feelings that just take me over. What a great start to my senior summer right?
A day with my period.
period: WAKE UP ASSHOLE, YOU GOT CRAMPS.
period: How bout an entire chocolate cake for breakfast?
period: How's that back pain? Feeling better? Let's fix that.
period: Corneas glance by a VS magazine on the table. Instantly horny.
period: Find a cookie as big as a house and eat it.
period: See a male specimen of any kind. Instantly horny.
period: Where's your Tic Tac box filled with ibuprofen?
period: Got things to do? Don't care. Sleep.
period: See a female specimen of any kind. Instantly horny.
period: For dinner you're eating an entire bag of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.
period: Breeze blows by. Instantly horny.
period: You didn't like those brand new underwear right?
period: Yell at a puppy.
period: Close eyes and wait for repeat tomorrow.
I hate having tiny itty bitty friends. When I stand next to them I just look enormous compared to their miniature sizes. And tomorrow I’m going to a party where we will be swimming. They’re going to be getting compliments and attention as they strut around in there cute little bikinis while I stand awkwardly in my two piece that doesn’t expose and midriff or anything along side shorts and a t-shirt. I want to change. I want to be that tiny girl in an itty bitty swimming suit, I really do. I just don’t have the motivation or the energy to do so. Does anyone have any ideas? Some helpful tips?
Please forgive me my bitching and ranting.
