ok maybe not. OH MY STARS. did i ever mention that i'm absolutely horrible at making decisions?? i fret and fret over what's the best choice to make. WHY CANT' I EVER JUST DO SOMETHING AND BE DONE WITH IT.
so i dont' know what i'm going to do. is this the end, is this goodbye, or will i still write an entry tomorrow? I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE. all i know is that i hate myself and i can't stand to go to work or do much of anything anymore. and i wish i had my car. cause then i would pack up stuff and leave, just like that. but angelo took my car, and i guess that's part of the problem right now (he's not here, you know). SOME DAY I WILL MAKE SENSE OF ALL OF THIS OR I'LL JUST DIE FIRST BEFORE I CAN. EITHER/OR, MAKES NO DIFFERENCE.
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