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How ironic is it that it's barely the end of january and i've broken my new years resolution and already feel like everything is falling apart. I got promoted at Peet's. Took less than a year. Go me.
I'm unhappy in life. Will I ever be happy? Am I doomed to a bi-polar existence simply because of chemical reactions in my mother fucking brain? or does that mean it's all in my head?
i just want everything to be ok. that's all ive ever wanted. but ive never been able to define what ok is.
it's 2am and typing is loud.
goodnight world.
i can. not. wait. for a place with 4 walls and a door. i get privacy, but no control over when i have privacy. i cant tell ava and zach to get out, cos in my head, it's still their place.
i just want everything to be ok.
maybe that's my biggest fault.
I'm unhappy in life. Will I ever be happy? Am I doomed to a bi-polar existence simply because of chemical reactions in my mother fucking brain? or does that mean it's all in my head?
i just want everything to be ok. that's all ive ever wanted. but ive never been able to define what ok is.
it's 2am and typing is loud.
goodnight world.
i can. not. wait. for a place with 4 walls and a door. i get privacy, but no control over when i have privacy. i cant tell ava and zach to get out, cos in my head, it's still their place.
i just want everything to be ok.
maybe that's my biggest fault.