So it's summer, I feel like I have no friends and I don't want to do this paper. I really fail at life.

I did find a guy i'm really into. He likes me we spent 3 amazing weeks together in Uganda and now he's in chicago and i'm stuck here in des moines. By the way he's real good friends with a guy who thinks that i raped him, after we had fucked 3 times the fourth was rape because I was wasted off my ass. again I see how drunk sex has skewed me over figuratively.

oh well it's really my fault. I hate fakes and I continue to surround myself with them because there is a lack of real people in this world.

I think I am bi-polar or maybe I just like making shit up to feel special. I am pretty self centered but that is just because no one else seems to care. now I sit in the shower trying to forget about my life and focus on this paper.