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I really do want to start crying right now.
My leg is getting on my nerves. I can’t lift it for shit, which means no bus. I struggle to find a ride home. I haven’t had a problem until today. Everyone is busy, sleep, in class, or just can’t do it.
I think Sarah is going to take me home. She walked by and sympathized.
I’m just so sick of everything, and I’m craving Chic-fil-a, and I don’t want to go alone.
As you can see, lately I’m uber-dependent on other people. I wish I wasn’t. It seems I always am though. Before I had a car, I always needed a ride. Now I have a car, and I still need a ride because my leg is busted and I can’t lift it to get on the step of the bus. My life is something else. It’s all…twisted.
My leg is getting on my nerves. I can’t lift it for shit, which means no bus. I struggle to find a ride home. I haven’t had a problem until today. Everyone is busy, sleep, in class, or just can’t do it.
I think Sarah is going to take me home. She walked by and sympathized.
I’m just so sick of everything, and I’m craving Chic-fil-a, and I don’t want to go alone.
As you can see, lately I’m uber-dependent on other people. I wish I wasn’t. It seems I always am though. Before I had a car, I always needed a ride. Now I have a car, and I still need a ride because my leg is busted and I can’t lift it to get on the step of the bus. My life is something else. It’s all…twisted.