it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
i am finding it insane that everyday in religion we are asked the same question. "Who are you?" i am 17 years old. no one at the age of 17 should know who they are and if they do, they are liars. ask someone who's 40 who they are, and i hope they wouldnt have an answer either. no one knows who they are. and there is no way that you can sum it up in 10 sentences.
i am hating everything and everyone right now. but not really. i've grown so apathetic. but im beginning to realize that i've always been that way.
i am done with people who make me feel inferior. which leads me to wonder why i ever started with them anyway.
i find it amazing that everyone has a different way to deal with problems. some are worse than others. but yet everyone feels the need to critque and look down upon others' devices and won't do the same with their own.
i have been consistently happy for the last couple of months. but with each day i know i will fuck something up. i hate that feeling.
i also hate whoever parks in spot 193. if you read this, you are horrible at parking. your car should be straight. it is not.