Feb 25, 2007 03:50
i just keep getting
fatter, and fatter, and fatter.
and i watch myself eat.
and i think about it.
i just keep getting
broker, and broker, and broker.
i spend money on shit
and i think about it all the time.
i just keep letting
my grades slip, and slip, and slip.
i skip classes
and i think about it even more.
why can't i just move to south america?
where family and religion comes first.
i'll become a nun if it means i'll be put out of all this stress i'm under.
this summer, if i take off summer, it will be my first summer off since i was 14.
i want to take the summer off, but i'm panicky. what the fuck am i going to do all summer long? i'm really not that interesting of a person. i have no money to travel. i'm not fun with going to parties. i could visit a friend, but i think it would break my heart even more.
i'm so sorry you have to read all that.
good night.