I've been waiting for days, I can't believe you didn't call.
Quick update:
I haven't, and don't really desire to do hard drugs, nor do I wish to come to work rolling on e. I don't really care who NMSU is playing this Saturday and I can't stand being on campus. I don't have any homework due or class in the morning. I don't have a car, I don't smoke cigarettes. I am not pregnant, have the possiblity of being pregnant, nor am I 19 and engaged. I am not happy, I am financially burdened. I over book myself in a weird attempt to keep the friends I no longer have anything in common with, or to stay popular in work place that I don't wish to stay, nor want to continue pretending like I fit in, when in all actuality, I just want to stay home and read and pet my cat. My birthday is coming soon and I don't care. I'm irrationally angry all the time. I want to listen to music and watch movies that remind me of the last time I was happy, but I can't find anything that fits the bill. My house is either too hot or too cold at all times. My sister lives here now, I thought I would hate it, but now I would miss her if she was anywhere else, and thinking of it hurts my heart. I've stopped learning and growing and I'm leading a stagnant life while I'm still a teenager. I'm more than likely going to stop writing in this blog, as there is no point in whining in all the things I "wish" I could change, when I could change them, but can't find the strength or the motivation to take the steps to making myself happy. I'm jealous of all couples, most prominent of them being Patrick and Cassie. I want to be able to have meaningless sex, but I either can't find anyone willing, or ditch everyone who makes an offer. I'm lonely all the time. I laugh a lot. I fell out of a chair today. The only man I've desired to kiss in recent time, aside from Tom, is happily taken. Of course. I went to a sex toy party, it was weird.
I just want to go to sleep and wake up content. I haven't been content in a long time.
I haven't, and don't really desire to do hard drugs, nor do I wish to come to work rolling on e. I don't really care who NMSU is playing this Saturday and I can't stand being on campus. I don't have any homework due or class in the morning. I don't have a car, I don't smoke cigarettes. I am not pregnant, have the possiblity of being pregnant, nor am I 19 and engaged. I am not happy, I am financially burdened. I over book myself in a weird attempt to keep the friends I no longer have anything in common with, or to stay popular in work place that I don't wish to stay, nor want to continue pretending like I fit in, when in all actuality, I just want to stay home and read and pet my cat. My birthday is coming soon and I don't care. I'm irrationally angry all the time. I want to listen to music and watch movies that remind me of the last time I was happy, but I can't find anything that fits the bill. My house is either too hot or too cold at all times. My sister lives here now, I thought I would hate it, but now I would miss her if she was anywhere else, and thinking of it hurts my heart. I've stopped learning and growing and I'm leading a stagnant life while I'm still a teenager. I'm more than likely going to stop writing in this blog, as there is no point in whining in all the things I "wish" I could change, when I could change them, but can't find the strength or the motivation to take the steps to making myself happy. I'm jealous of all couples, most prominent of them being Patrick and Cassie. I want to be able to have meaningless sex, but I either can't find anyone willing, or ditch everyone who makes an offer. I'm lonely all the time. I laugh a lot. I fell out of a chair today. The only man I've desired to kiss in recent time, aside from Tom, is happily taken. Of course. I went to a sex toy party, it was weird.
I just want to go to sleep and wake up content. I haven't been content in a long time.