wet hair sucks
i took a bath tonight.
to relax, to think.
i thought a lot.
this summer i am going to dedicate all my time to working, exercising, and doing art projects.
working=money
exercising=makes me feel good.
art projects=make me feel content and secure.
fuck hanging out.
fuck making plans.
fuck disappointment.
fuck fakeness.
fuck it all.
im thinking that i set my hopes way to high
because i always get let down and disappointed in the end.
these years are supposed to be the best.
i want to live my life to the fullest and be totally happy.
but why the fuck is it soooo hard.
happiness is what you make of it.
im trying, im really trying...but its to the point where ive given up.
how can such an amazing and enjoyable day turn to such a let down.
ive seriously realized how important my cousins and aunts are to me.
nicky, auntie paula, and auntie cindie...true in everyway possible.
no matter what i do i always have fun with them.
when i laugh with them is true.
any other time its fake.
what can i say...life is a journey.
my journey needs to change.