so this is christmas...
I guess I am just the master of fucking everything up. Its christmas, and jon is mad at me....my sisters are snickering behind their backs about me. I have no friends to really talk to about this either. I have never felt so surrounded, yet so alone. Even smokey is shunning me. But what can I do? If I say something it'll ruin my dads perfect xmas.
On top of all of this, I stained one of my work shirts, spent 2 hours making cookies that no one ate and oh yeah...my drivers side window is broken, and the earliest I can get it fixed is monday. Oh and we're supposed to get freezing rain tonight.
Fml. Fm-xmas.
On top of all of this, I stained one of my work shirts, spent 2 hours making cookies that no one ate and oh yeah...my drivers side window is broken, and the earliest I can get it fixed is monday. Oh and we're supposed to get freezing rain tonight.
Fml. Fm-xmas.