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ugh, man.
this time of year can go to hell. srsly. i've about had it.
i tried, i really did, but no.
screw plans, i can't make anybody happy. not my family, not my friends, not ANYBODY. and i'm too damn sick right now to deal with the guilt.
this is why i hate phones. why being a hermit is so godforsakenly tempting and why i NEVER GO ANYWHERE. cause everytime i do? someone gets pissed. regardless. apparently i can't make decent choices without my mother holding my hand.
thanks universe. thanks bunches.
fuckit.
somebody wake me up when it's the end of january.
this time of year can go to hell. srsly. i've about had it.
i tried, i really did, but no.
screw plans, i can't make anybody happy. not my family, not my friends, not ANYBODY. and i'm too damn sick right now to deal with the guilt.
this is why i hate phones. why being a hermit is so godforsakenly tempting and why i NEVER GO ANYWHERE. cause everytime i do? someone gets pissed. regardless. apparently i can't make decent choices without my mother holding my hand.
thanks universe. thanks bunches.
fuckit.
somebody wake me up when it's the end of january.
