4/30/07
My muscles still hurt like ******** s**t. WtfftW. ;[
It's my birthday in fourteen days. Counting today. So thirteen as of 12:00am.
I've been feelin' real shitty all day long for some reason. People are just irritating me, and I have no ********' idea why. Nothing's different, just the usual same s**t. All my friends are ******** idiots and they've all just been pissing me off with the stupid s**t they do, and it's not even significant things. Like somebody talk in an annoying voice or poke me and I blow up.
It may be lackage of Don. I tend to go through boy withdrawel alot after the weekend. He keeps me saner than usual, and less angry at people. He lets me b***h at him and doesn't get mad or anything. And doesn't tell me what I need to do about s**t. I hate when people try to tell me what they think I should do with my problems. I didn't ask you a question, so don't give me a remark, you know?
My legs hurt. Ohmygodwtf. So does my neck. I'muh stop bitchin' and go. Peace.
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