today i abused the fuck out of a friend who didn't deserve it, i have never abused anyone other then my family sometimes and i feel like the biggest piece of shit because of it.
i had the worst day, i just wanted to see jim for awhile and talk to him and i'm worried about not getting my formal invitation and wrecking it for him.
i hate people who get other people involved in their problems and complain everyday when i have nothing to do with it, but i seem to be the go to person.
i also hate fucking piece of shit fucking mosquitoes, they got me when i was sculpting my art yesterday and now my arms are stuffed.
fuck this, i'm over it and it's bullshit.
i had the worst day, i just wanted to see jim for awhile and talk to him and i'm worried about not getting my formal invitation and wrecking it for him.
i hate people who get other people involved in their problems and complain everyday when i have nothing to do with it, but i seem to be the go to person.
i also hate fucking piece of shit fucking mosquitoes, they got me when i was sculpting my art yesterday and now my arms are stuffed.
fuck this, i'm over it and it's bullshit.
