Life is Miserable.
I hate my life so much. I've been getting totally disgusted about everything. My mother (I'm ashamed to call her that) is a totally sarcastic bitch.
Why me? Why does all this SHIT have to happen to me. I can't take all of this shit very much longer. I think I'm gonna buy a dime bag off of Regina and run away from this shittiness. Alicia might want to come to.
Life is fucked. School's not that bad, in fact, it's pretty good compare to life at home with this fucked family.
Everyone bugs me. My father (at meals) sits there and shoves the food into his mouth like he can't get enough. No wonder he's so fat. And when he's done, he burps about 20 times, but he tries to suppress them. But since he's such a monster, the suppressed burp just explodes inside him. It makes me want to puke. EVERY NIGHT.
I'll cut down everyone else later.
I'm so depressed. I'm also in a total rut. I'm going to change. From now on, no matter how hungry I am, when I get home from school I will NOT eat anything. I will do tons of exercises on the bike or whatever. I will bike ride for hour during Mary Tyler Moore and Bob Newhart. I'm going to lose 20 pounds before summer.
If I meet someone this summer, I'll be more confident that I was with Allen. I think. Oh well, whatever. I just hope I meet someone totally cute and nice.
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