i hate that i show my weakness to the only people i wish i could hide it from. and i hate that i am a completely different person when i'm with different people, and i always yelled at him for that. i am a hypocrite. i don't do it on purpose though.
my parents have been ridiculous for the past week.
i need to go running tomorrow. i feel like such a fatass. and i want to stay in shape for more than a week for once in my life. i am also a lazy ass, so i really need to get a job. basically, i need to set my priorities straight. seventeen and a half years too late.
i love to drive, especially for long drives. minus seeing cars that drove off of the road into a ditch of trees, and two dead things on the side of the road with three police surrounding them. terrible :(
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