i walked out on my job earlier because someone decided it would be funny to write "suckin cock" underneith my name on the calendar. not really quite sure who it was. really fucking mature guys. well, someone got what they wanted, because i dont work there anymore.

romance is dead, and it has been replaced by tolerance and ambivalence.

i dont know why im so paranoid
probably because nothing ever works out right
doom doom doom

i think my neighbors decided not to use their driveway anymore to accomodate for their YACHT or whatever the fuck it is. they keep stealing my parking spots, in front of my house. ugh.

the sephora store gets me in trouble. i purposely go there, know ill come out at least $60 poorer. i love it though.

why am i still so naive?

i guess theres nothing left to lose
when youve already lost everything,

so why does it still hurt so much?

you know what, i'm really fucking lonely.

i love how no matter how many nice things you do for someone, no matter how many times you go out of your way to please them, they still find room to complain.

should i dye my hair back to that obnoxious red color? i cant decide

im getting a new car tomorrow!!! yayyy!!!