so my moms a bitch.
and I was really debating whether or not to get my tattoo tomorrow but just after hearing her fucking nag and moan and complain about everything in my life, I've decided to do it. No regrets. So tomorrow, on my day off, I'm going down to the tattoo parlor to get fucking inked...again. Anyway, I love my mom, but she can be a real bitch sometimes. She's one of those extremist types, where if you dont agree with her beliefs or opinions, then you're just stupid. Like me, I am more open-minded, have strong opinions, but still am able to hear out others and try to understand. Plus I like to experience new things. Thats why I have 3, soon to be 4, tattoos, cut my hair crazy on a whim, want to pierce my nose (with a hoop-not a stud) and plan on dying my hair really extravagent soon. Where she sticks to the norm. I mean, yeah she's lived a pretty good life, but I think she has a lot of regrets and holds a lot of herself back. Why? She's too highstrung. She needs to relax.
But anyway, back to me. I think I'm pretty happy right now. Maybe not at this exact moment, but altogether, my life isnt so bad. Boys kinda suck, but I've built up the willpower to cut them off. Totally. And I'm ok with that. I think that to be totally satisfied with yourself and your life, you have to realize that nothing will happen the way you want it to. Nothing. So I've come to grips that every decision I make isnt the most important decision of my life.
And every cute boy I kiss, isnt the one I'm going to marry. Eww..would I be fucked or what? hahahaha.
So yeah, this is my journal, MYYYYY journal entry. if you have a problem with me or what I say, then dont leave a fucking comment. Easy enough, right? Good.
But anyway, back to me. I think I'm pretty happy right now. Maybe not at this exact moment, but altogether, my life isnt so bad. Boys kinda suck, but I've built up the willpower to cut them off. Totally. And I'm ok with that. I think that to be totally satisfied with yourself and your life, you have to realize that nothing will happen the way you want it to. Nothing. So I've come to grips that every decision I make isnt the most important decision of my life.
And every cute boy I kiss, isnt the one I'm going to marry. Eww..would I be fucked or what? hahahaha.
So yeah, this is my journal, MYYYYY journal entry. if you have a problem with me or what I say, then dont leave a fucking comment. Easy enough, right? Good.