That super nice, super cute guy who wanted to get together for a third date abruptly stopped communicating altogether and I found out through his twitter that he's dating someone else. The guys who visit my profile on the free dating site I'm using, which I guess should be a sign right there, are all fugly losers. No joke, they either have disgusting facial hair, are massively obese, and I swear I can smell them through the internet.
Sticking to a healthy, low-cal diet is ridic hard and I've fallen off the wagon already.
The downstairs people are currently shout-preaching into their microphone.
I'm still thousands of dollars in credit card debt.
And I have a headache.
Fuck everything.
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