So this years ending on the same note it started: shitty. I have a shitty job that doesnt pay worth shit. My friend's father has liver cancer. Someone i knew from Salem Blue died in a car accident. Another friend is still sick and doesn't know whats wrong with her. My dad is seeing someone.
1. Something purple within 5 feet of you: nothing purple..closest: my pin slip from work for crying when a cook called me a faggot asshole
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More and more, i feel partly responsible for my mother's death. And for my brother going mental. And for everything that has happened in my life this year. I feel like everything i touch turns to shit.