I’ve always wanted to go to sf and live my life there, but I don’t think I wanna go to school there. not right now. they don’t have my concentration study. they do, however, half a good 25% of my graduating class. I can’t do that. so I guess I’m back to square one when it comes to choosing my future. It’s probably better to be this indecisive now rather than later.
odd and opinions are stacked entirely against us, but guess what? they don’t fucking control anything that happens. we do. you’re worth it. you’re worth it all.
had to take a pill for the first time in a month, I guess I’m not as better as I thought, and I need to stop tricking myself into thinking I am. I’m not okay (and I guess that’s okay).
h8 cancer 4ever.
I woke up this morning from a restless sleep filled with stupid dreams. I rolled over and realized its never gonna be the same again between you and me, and I have to watch you sing I don’t mind by Defeater on Monday, and for the first time in a month it hit me all at once, and I was crying before I could even reach the coffee pot.
hey dad, stop being an anal irrational anxiety-filled asshole. in case you haven’t noticed, mom has a bag of chemotherapy strapped around her waist and doesn’t really need your shit. thanks.
super lame / don’t read unless you wanna barf