OMG THANK YOU!
MY EATING DISORDER- I finally tell the family member I know is like a twin to me & she tells me to eat a sandwhich. WTF. yeah. It’s so easy, a cave man can do it.
FAMILY- Okay first of all, my brother needs to stop eating my food x|. I had oatmeal I made for dinner in the fridge & he eats it. Like wtf dude, you have 2 hands USE EM. I labeled my ******* name on that ****. My sister needs to learn that prancing around in a short skirt won’t get me mad & that she’s not a freakin’ princess. She needs to learn she has to repsect my stuff. She needs to stop rubbing “that’s not in style” in my face. YEAH, NO. I’d rather go out in pj’s then ever go out in flashy clothing JUST to please people. ****, get over the fact that I’m not into that & I’m not transforming into YOUR PLASTIC SELF.
MY DAD…FARTS TOO MUCH WHEN I’M EATING X|
It’s 74 degrees in my room. I’m freezing with a fluffy sweater. WTC man? xD
*PAST MEMORIES*- I hate that I hold myself back from alot of things I used to enjoy so much, like the arcade. I get angered at myself because I know I changed alot & I’m like “wow. who the heck are you?”. I try to force myself to what I liked before, but I wind up in a blank mood. I try to figure out how it all began, but when I remember, I wind up breaking something cause I think I need to be beaten with bricks & metal bats.
HOW THE ECONOMY IS SO BAD WE’RE NOT OUT THIS HOUSE. Plain & simple this house creates a playback for me. Everytime I return from, I dunno-The store, My mood goes violent & emotional at the same time. & how I have to repeat 9th grade cause of the freakin’ cycle i went through
I can’t think of anymore to add cause I’m really tired, but yeah. LOL. oh & I don’t have anymore juice. .-. Now that… That just sucks. & now wtf time:
***** ******* **** ASSFACE DIEDIEDIEDIEDIE. Yeah. I need a stress ball. You have one?