The wedding was cute but then I kinda say there like “fuck I’m lonely”.
It’s funny my parents act like I’m the most rebellious child ever when in actuality I’m not.
Like the most rebellious thing I did was lie and say I was at the movies when I was actually trick-or-treating for the first time because growing up I wasn’t allowed to since it was “Satan’s birthday” and why not and This happened when I was already a fucking senior in high school.
If you’re hella smart with math or chemistry please come over and hang out.
And by hang out I mean fucking teach me everything because my first exam is Tuesday and I’ve already cried like twice today.
And it’s only 12 in the afternoon.
It’s nice to find out a week later that your cousin and goddaughter just left to Texas before their going away party and without saying goodbye to anyone. Because so much for her “family comes first” speech.
I need to get out of this house, and out of this city, and away from the people who make me feel like im a terrible person.
Honestly the only exciting part about turning 21 is so I can go into bars and what not without having to inconvenience everyone. Like I just wanna make sure everyone’s having a good time.
Ok so does anyone else go through phases where you feel yourself just giving up on being social. Like you don’t know why, but you don’t bother to be social. And then you catch yourself doing this so you put effort into being social with others but you can tell most of them aren’t interested to talk to you. So you start to be a hermit and it’s sucks because those who do wanna socialize with you and put effort are caught in the middle because you appreciate it but you’ve just hit the point of no return and end up falling off the face of the earth for a while. Then you go back to being all social and just repeat the cycles over and over.
I might have taken a two hour boredom nap earlier…. but I’m awake now. Yay for naps.
I’m not happy with who I am and it makes me very sad and I want to cry.