I Hate You and Your Perfect Life That You Hate!
I can't do this. I know I've said it before but I really fucking can't. I need to go back, way back. I'm brekaing down all the time, out of no where. I'm going insane. I need some damn Zoloft for real! I can't handle that random feeling I get in my stomach all the time like I'm about to cry. I hate this. Maybe if the situation was different ... maybe if I weren't such a fuck up. But hey ... guess what? I AM! There is so much I want to do. I want to be happy. But there is no taking this back ... there's no changing things. I'm stuck in this damn bad decision forever. Here come the tears again.
By the way, I finally have a contact in each eye again. I can see! And new glasses are on their way. Kaylyn's birthday is September 9th, Thursday. I just spent all my money on buying her a pretty [expensive] dress for 1st year pictures now I'm fucking broke with no gas and no money to even get pictures done. Lovely. I love how my daughter has a terrible life and is going to grow up in the same room with me in my parents house forever. Yep.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
By the way, I finally have a contact in each eye again. I can see! And new glasses are on their way. Kaylyn's birthday is September 9th, Thursday. I just spent all my money on buying her a pretty [expensive] dress for 1st year pictures now I'm fucking broke with no gas and no money to even get pictures done. Lovely. I love how my daughter has a terrible life and is going to grow up in the same room with me in my parents house forever. Yep.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK