I wonder if I'm just being paranoid about this, but maybe this is one of those situations where you find out who your friends are. You know, like they're the ones who still talk to you without being prompted and aren't sitting there judging you without your side of the story.
I love my friends. I hate fair-weathers. So this is good.
Fuck I'm tired of everything. I'm tired of me. I'm tired of being nobody. I'm tired of HERE. I'm tired of being sick. I'm tired of being blocked. I'm tired of BITCHES WHO DON'T SAY SHIT TO MY MOTHERFUCKING FACE (seriously, how hard is that?). I'm tired of being so negative. I'm tired tired tired tired I hate this.
So. Because of reasons I am now fully aware of but do not wish to currently divulge (although I plan to one day, once I can get over the bullshittiness of it all) I am now staying with my parents once again
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