sorry's not enough to say.

[perfectremedy]

i can confidently say that i'm quite sure that i currently hate [or extremely dislike] almost every single person i've ever met. except maybe joey, the hot and fashion-conscious guy i met in new haven yesterday who asked for my phone number. but that's probably only because i don't know him well enough to have a reason to not be able to stand him yet. i think i'm going to resort to becoming friendly with my old frivalous spending habits again, once i'm set with my job at pier one imports. at least i know materialistic items will never piss me off or hurt my feelings. one week and three days left on my diet and i already cheated twice this week. fuckshit. i hate diets, but i need to go on one so i'll look wicked hot in the dress rebecca bought me for graduation. she's an exception to all the people i can't stand right now, and not only because she bought me a wicked nice dress. i just like her. i want another cinnabon.

douchebags. all of you.