my day consist of alll dayyy SAFEWAY, fuck my life right? 7 hours, seemed like 10. but, most def. chill. hella easy, hella active, hella funny; good so... depression wouldn't hit so hard.
i been literally depressed this whole week. its fucking crazy insane, i don't know what to do. i don't even know where to even start. my moms been gone, and won't be here in like 3 more weeks. i miss her like hell, but she's having fun. i'm fucking broke off my ass, like what the fuck. i don't have money for my paramore tickets, prom, my fucking outings and whatnot. FUCK. someone help me.
boy troubles. i fucking hate this shit, but to be honest, i'm glad how i'm taking this all in. i think i woulda gave in. i think i woulda been hella missing. i think i woulda cried my ass off. i would have been hella sad, not smiling not laughing how i usually am. but you know what, if you can't even have the fucking balls to tell me what the fuck is going on, then whatever. you fucking played with my head. that fucking hurts. and i'm sick of stupid ass people trying to do this. fuck, i have fucking feelings just like you, her, him. fuck you, now i feel like i'm back where i started.
fuck my fucking life. im still hella mad. ugh, but whatever i dont need that. never will. so when your ready, im here. till then, goodluck with your shit.
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