HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND.
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I don't really understand why I can barely keep my eyes open. I slept until eleven today, and even got at least 10 hours of sleep last night. I didn't do anything painfully exhausting today. I think I'm just part cat. Which is weird, cause I don't even really like those things. I bought some Xango off Scott today, maybe this will be my miracle cure. Keep your toes crossed.
SO it's Saturday night, and I am most definately not doing a thing. And really, it's fine by me. I don't feel like trying to look pretty and go out, or drink, or anything. Maybe I'm a big fat luh hooo ser, but I just would rather be home. at least for tonight.
I've been told by about a thousand and a half people that I'm uptight, too stressed, or worry too much. So tonight I'm making it my personal mission not to concern myself with anything. And I'm doing an okay job. It's funny, I always thought I was a pretty easy goin person. But I can just feel it in my shoulders in back that that isn't at all true. And that's too bad, but that's who I am. And really, when I get all freaked out about my parents, or my friends, or whatever, it's not just because I'm a "crack head" , I just really care about these people. Especially my family. It kills me when I think that they might be hurting themselves in some way, and I hate not being able to help people. But I need to find a balance between being concerned and obsessing. Because I only have one life, and worrying about others all the time is just taking up too much of my energy. It's really time to let go. And become the person who I say, everyday, I want to be. DANNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG life is HARD sometimes.
I "wore my new underwear" again today. I think I like them more than I thought. I'm still a little nervous about getting to close to them, especially with me going away shortly. I mean, I'll obviously have to leave them behind, and when I come back, they could easily have found someone sexier to wrap themselves around. I think the best thing I can do is just wear them often and take it one day at a time. If they fit me, then great. If not, well, that's life. ( If you have NO clue what I'm talking about, well refer back to the last post. If still nothing, then I'm sorry I can't help you.)
Summers really almost here, I just attempted to kill the first mosquito. And missed. Damn.
.This glass house is burning down, You light the match, I'll stick around. I'll give you everything you want, and wish the worst of what I was.
I don't really understand why I can barely keep my eyes open. I slept until eleven today, and even got at least 10 hours of sleep last night. I didn't do anything painfully exhausting today. I think I'm just part cat. Which is weird, cause I don't even really like those things. I bought some Xango off Scott today, maybe this will be my miracle cure. Keep your toes crossed.
SO it's Saturday night, and I am most definately not doing a thing. And really, it's fine by me. I don't feel like trying to look pretty and go out, or drink, or anything. Maybe I'm a big fat luh hooo ser, but I just would rather be home. at least for tonight.
I've been told by about a thousand and a half people that I'm uptight, too stressed, or worry too much. So tonight I'm making it my personal mission not to concern myself with anything. And I'm doing an okay job. It's funny, I always thought I was a pretty easy goin person. But I can just feel it in my shoulders in back that that isn't at all true. And that's too bad, but that's who I am. And really, when I get all freaked out about my parents, or my friends, or whatever, it's not just because I'm a "crack head" , I just really care about these people. Especially my family. It kills me when I think that they might be hurting themselves in some way, and I hate not being able to help people. But I need to find a balance between being concerned and obsessing. Because I only have one life, and worrying about others all the time is just taking up too much of my energy. It's really time to let go. And become the person who I say, everyday, I want to be. DANNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG life is HARD sometimes.
I "wore my new underwear" again today. I think I like them more than I thought. I'm still a little nervous about getting to close to them, especially with me going away shortly. I mean, I'll obviously have to leave them behind, and when I come back, they could easily have found someone sexier to wrap themselves around. I think the best thing I can do is just wear them often and take it one day at a time. If they fit me, then great. If not, well, that's life. ( If you have NO clue what I'm talking about, well refer back to the last post. If still nothing, then I'm sorry I can't help you.)
Summers really almost here, I just attempted to kill the first mosquito. And missed. Damn.
.This glass house is burning down, You light the match, I'll stick around. I'll give you everything you want, and wish the worst of what I was.