fuckin' fuck...
I don't know really what the fuck's going on. My mom told me that I have the responsibility of this family if they fall short. The pressure among that and other things eldest children have to put through drives me crazy. Literally. I think that's why I see a therapist or take the meds I do..
I love my dog. Why the fuck does he keep running away?
Rain + Wet dog + windows rolled down = HORRIBLE idea.
Why don't I EVER take care of myself? Is it because I feel like I'm not worthy of keeping healthy?
Why the fuck don't I ever see my mother anymore? Cuz she's working her ass off for ME to have a good life?
Maybe the brutal truth of rehab made me recognize all too well exactly how flawed I am...
I can't believe how little I've accomplished.
...I'm totally going through a quarter-life crisis...
I love my dog. Why the fuck does he keep running away?
Rain + Wet dog + windows rolled down = HORRIBLE idea.
Why don't I EVER take care of myself? Is it because I feel like I'm not worthy of keeping healthy?
Why the fuck don't I ever see my mother anymore? Cuz she's working her ass off for ME to have a good life?
Maybe the brutal truth of rehab made me recognize all too well exactly how flawed I am...
I can't believe how little I've accomplished.
...I'm totally going through a quarter-life crisis...