Mood's better. So that's good. Had a good day at work. That was good. But I came home and got all funky. Ate a shitload of chocolate. That's no good. Justin is being a dick and I am so confused. Should I be with him? I feel like he has no respect for me. I know I'm sick and all, but I'm a 23 year old woman for fuck's sake. Over and over ( Read more... )

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Humanism

Your ideals mostly resemble that of a Humanist. Although you do not have a lot of faith, you are devoted to making this world better, in the short time that you have to live. Humanists do not generally believe in an afterlife, and therefore, are committed to making the world a better place for themselves and future ( Read more... )

Things are shit. Shit shitty shit shit shit ( Read more... )

4 AM, waiting for the benzos to kick in ( Read more... )

And I am yet living ( Read more... )

Today was my first day in the toddler room. Goddamnit those kids are cute. I want a fat little baby, but since that's not an option, at least I get to hold fat little babies all day. Preschool Monday, Wednesday, and Friday...Postnet Tuesday and Thursday. Justin and I are still trying to get our heads above water from all the work I missed in ( Read more... )

Despite popular belief, I am not dead yet ( Read more... )

I've been avoiding anything that causes me stress recently, which has included the computer, video games, TV, and associating with anyone other than my parents and boyfriend. What do I do, you may ask? I work. I eat. And I sleep. Mostly I sleep, because it keeps me out of trouble ( Read more... )

Tipsy again, my new perpetual state of being ( Read more... )

I am slightly intoxicated. What a wonderful feeling ( Read more... )