This trip has been a nightmare, and now it's been since March that I've had any semblance of stability ( Read more... )

I am so upset, I could cry. I like him. And I don't want to talk about it. I didn't want to like him, and now I'm going to get hurt. Such is my life. 

I wish I could stop worrying that every time I have a date my face might break out and ruin it. That hasn't happened once, even after my adderall-induced break out. And since then, I haven't touched the adderall. My period is coming up, but I think that I'll be okay because I've been working out and...I guess I just feel like I have more control ( Read more... )