I'm so sick and tired of people coming down on me for wanting to be a tattoo artist.  At least I have a direction in life I want to go in.  And at least I'm already working towards that goal.  No matter how many times people bitch at me for want I want to do, it's not going to change anything.  I stopped caring what people think.  It just gets ( Read more... )

I can't tell if I'm starting to get over everything and my heart is healing, or if I've just had so much to drink I'm incapable of feeling anything ( Read more... )

I have made so many horrible choices in the past few weeks.  My life was actually starting to look up for once and now I've hit the lowest of any of my lows ( Read more... )

I start my new job on thursday

:)

Every day that goes by it becomes more and more apparent which of my parents children are their favorites...

I'm not one of them

I have two things left to lose.

1. My life.

and

2. My friends who will stand by me no matter what.

And if you say, "Well what about the friends who are there now, but might not stand by you through everything?"  As far as I'm concerned, I've already lost them.

I officially give up.

Everything is better now :)

I just drove a mile.  My heart has never been the same.

I forgot to mention that I don't know why people even pretend to care about me.  I'm not worth it