Life is good.

What a great conversation last night.  I felt I got a lot out.  I'm about ready to move on and live again.

It's not fair. It's not fair. It's not fair.

I don't even think you understand what you have done to me.  And I don't know when I will feel better.  All this on top of being sick.  Thanks a lot.  Really, thanks.  I appreciate how much of an ass hole you are.

Just....want.....to feel.......better.

When you're pregnant, nausea sucks.  Usually, when you're nauseous, you can just puke and then you'll feel better.  When you're pregnant, you can puke all day, and you will STILL feel nauseous.  IT REALLY BLOWS.

How does everything in my life end up being the shit end of the stick?  For 4 years now I have done nothing but be good to you and this is how you repay me?  Will I have to sit here and worry for the rest of my life?  I hope not.  I can't take one more thing.

Haven't wrote in months.  I'm very frustrated with some people.  ARGH.  WHY do I always have to be the one to bite their tongue?  Why does everyone around me have a FUCKING complex?

It's time to get better in my brain.

I don't know how much longer I can deal with this.