i. hate. chem.
yeah ok so i'm sure everyone's sick of this by now, but looky here:
the thing is, i need to rest, i need to live, i need to do lots of things that i can't do while i'm running around trying to pass chemistry. and seriously, like, this shit needs to stop.
i eat like shit, i feel like shit, i sleep when i shouldn't and don't sleep when i should, i have my priorities up my ass because i'm so worried about moving out and being broke, and all i want is a big fucking hug. ya know? just, her eva, everything's ok, now you can magically focus and study and not hate yourself.
because i can't hate myself thinner, or hate myself into passing the damn class. it just doesnt' fucking work that way. i should feel like a super hero. like, YES! now i am OFF MY ASS! and DOING STUFF!
YAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRR!
but no. i want to curl up in a ball and weep. i don't want to feel, it's all very uncomfortable. i don't want solutions, because i dodge them all. i want to turn back time. i want to stop failing something every fucking year. i just keep thinking, shit damn, i should've known better. i shouldn't be here, now, with a lab and a half due tomorrow and two tests on thursday and two on monday and being suddenly THE most popular babysitter onk the fucking street, meaning lots of people giving me money i NEEEED but shouldn't be taking the time to get.
ya know what?
fuck shit.
i mean really, what're you gonna do.
buck up, man.
oh dearie.
the thing is, i need to rest, i need to live, i need to do lots of things that i can't do while i'm running around trying to pass chemistry. and seriously, like, this shit needs to stop.
i eat like shit, i feel like shit, i sleep when i shouldn't and don't sleep when i should, i have my priorities up my ass because i'm so worried about moving out and being broke, and all i want is a big fucking hug. ya know? just, her eva, everything's ok, now you can magically focus and study and not hate yourself.
because i can't hate myself thinner, or hate myself into passing the damn class. it just doesnt' fucking work that way. i should feel like a super hero. like, YES! now i am OFF MY ASS! and DOING STUFF!
YAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRR!
but no. i want to curl up in a ball and weep. i don't want to feel, it's all very uncomfortable. i don't want solutions, because i dodge them all. i want to turn back time. i want to stop failing something every fucking year. i just keep thinking, shit damn, i should've known better. i shouldn't be here, now, with a lab and a half due tomorrow and two tests on thursday and two on monday and being suddenly THE most popular babysitter onk the fucking street, meaning lots of people giving me money i NEEEED but shouldn't be taking the time to get.
ya know what?
fuck shit.
i mean really, what're you gonna do.
buck up, man.
oh dearie.