My iced tea should be like my mood: dark and brew-dy.

(Okay, I don't like my mood that way, but the sentence was too amusing to me to pass up.)

I'm watching my inspirational movies. I have no fucking clue why. Finding Forrester, Good Will Hunting, Sister Act 2: Back in the Habit (no laughing), BraveAll except for that last one, I've probably ( Read more... )

I was SO ANGRY 20 minutes ago.

Even half an hour ago.

You see, unlike what you might think from reading what I wrote yesterday, I planned to go to therapy. I always plan to go to therapy. Not going to therapy = major episode. It usually means I can't get out of bed ( Read more... )

When something bothers me, I get overwhelmed.

That is the easiest way to say it, but it is lackluster, flat, and seemingly minor--the truth is what I mean when I say overwhelmed is not what it seems like other people mean, because there is so much more. I don't want the more, but I have it anyway ( Read more... )

so yeah, in a shocking twist (only to me, apparently other people realize this shit and either never tell me or it doesn't penetrate if they have [but I prefer the global conspiracy idea, mwahahahah])-- my therapy appointment left me feeling better ( Read more... )

Therapy is ... kinda weird, to be honest ( Read more... )

convo with a friend that I'm using as a lead-in to this entry because it fits--sorry about all the IM logs, I TALK ON IM A LOT and I'm really lazy:

(9:16:12 PM) marissa: Hey, disappearing you. <3 ( Read more... )

Rargh. Well, I'm still working on that sex entry. It's long, and it's going to be IM transcripts, which an extremely awesome friend (hi
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