im dying and i cant even talk to my king about it

wow i suck

GOOD JOB, EMILY

i wish i was terminally ill.

oh lord
kill me now

kay

why havent these fucking ticks gone away

aaaaahhhhhhh

my dad's house is getting sprayed for ticks as we speak. eugh. i don't even know how they got in my house, so everyone is blaming my dog, and i (by extension) blame dad's girlfriend's dog. he's the one with the tick problem, and my father says "oh it's good for rosie to play with him, of course ( Read more... )

i just deleted my entire journal and i have NEVER FELT SO GOOD
jesus christ i was annoying