someday you will be loved
amazing how i want to see numbers go down, and feel myself shrink when i put on my jeans. amazing how much of a lazy ass i am. amazing world. amazing everything. amazing that i always seem to complain about something. so... so, right now i'm back into one of those moods where i want to buy lots of clothes, purses, and waste my money on random things that look pretty. i'm tired of myself. personality, appearance, and even sound. for the past couple of days i've been volunteering at the old folk's home w/ jessica. we feed the people w/ alzheimers and its funny/boring/hot/interesting. it's hard to imagine that the people in retirement homes were once be filled with youth. jumping around, laughing, doing stupid things, and also be independent of others; that they were filled with life. i finished another drawing in art today, and i'm content on it's outcome.