these are the breaks...

[until_i_die]

my world is crumbling again and i seem to be doing somewhat ok. my mother gave me a hammer and a crowbar today. and said "rip up the rug i think you need to beat the shit out of something" she was right. it helped a little bit. but to think in 2 days i will be back at my moms house again for like the one hundredth time just makes my stomache explode. the guy i am with right now told me when we first got together that "its plan to see you make bad decisions" but how am i supposed to tell him that i think he might be one of my bad decisions. i'm not certain but nothing seems to be looking up for us. and i'm running out of conclusions for it. at least i'm aware of my bad decisions.
i woke up with a sore throat. what the fuck does that mean? for some reason lately everything i do has a reason. i dont want my throat to be sore. bitch bitch bitch....thats what i do most it feels like.