I don't know what made me write in here tonight. I was going to write to Dave, but he signed into messenger and i decided I would rather not burden him with my problems, or ruin his day when he wakes up soon (in Spain) and checks Facebook to see if his girlfriend wrote him.
I hate the fact that I have no money right now. All I do is sit around and think about all the things I would do if I had money. I hate being fat right now, I hate that I KNOW so many of my closest friends are liars, and I hate that my grandma's gone. These are the exact nights I would call her and she would make everything better.
I have absolutely no willpower right now. No motivation, no anything.
All I do is sit around and think about what's wrong with the world, but I don't really do anything about it, not even my own life.
Chase is home, I guess I should go. Maybe this venting will help me.
I hate the fact that I have no money right now. All I do is sit around and think about all the things I would do if I had money. I hate being fat right now, I hate that I KNOW so many of my closest friends are liars, and I hate that my grandma's gone. These are the exact nights I would call her and she would make everything better.
I have absolutely no willpower right now. No motivation, no anything.
All I do is sit around and think about what's wrong with the world, but I don't really do anything about it, not even my own life.
Chase is home, I guess I should go. Maybe this venting will help me.
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