I'm having one of those "I want to quit life" days. No, I think I'm having one of those "quit life" lives. I'm already...this is going to be a day where I finally break down, I think. I just cannot even deal with one more thing right now or I am going to completely lose my crap. Not that I don't trust God will come through or that I don't trust him ( Read more... )

I was going to write out a post about my breathing and how it's ruining my life right now - this after a third person has gotten upset with me for "not wanting to hang out", but then I realized I'd already written what I was going to write. See hereLet me break it down for you. I love the fact that you want to hang out, want to talk, just want me ( Read more... )

I'm not sure what's gotten me in this funk but I really don't need it. I want out of this apartment for awhile, I want out of my own skin. I'm just feeling like crap for no real reason at all and it needs to stop. I'm feeling like nothing I do is any good, that I don't really matter to anyone. I'm ready to cry at the drop of a hat. I'm frustrated ( Read more... )

Just fair warning, this is a rant about the shootings in Norway. What I have to say may or may not upset you but I'm pretty upset myself right now. Read at your own risk ( Read more... )

I love icons. They can give any given entry that little extra pop you're needing, especially when it comes to facial expressions. The one on Rob's face is pretty much the one I wore last night when I discovered someone had charged &150 to my debt card on some site I had never even heard of. And then I went into panic mode and posted about it on my ( Read more... )

( This is going to be sent in as an editorial. )

This is the second time today I've been so mad that I could scream. I feel like a freaking obligation to my own best friend because her boyfriend makes her feel bad about the time she would have spent with me. This is the second time I felt like he was manipulating her. My dislike of him grows by the day, and somehow I'm the only one who doesn't ( Read more... )

So yesterday I stayed home from work because I was absolutely slammed with a cold. I was going to go get myself some Nyquil or something but couldn't find my keys. The day before, Heather and I had switched cars for various reasons, and I couldn't find my keys inside so I went out to see if they were in the car. They weren't, but my purse was. I ( Read more... )

Sometimes I think I must really be a bad person for some of the thoughts that run through my head when it comes to Regan. I am not a being capable of hate toward any person or animal, and yet I can honestly say I hate this dog. Like any normal child, I know I told my parents that I hated them on more than one occasion as I was growing up; when they ( Read more... )