It’s been hot all week, but today it’s cloud cover. I love this weather but it’s not helping. I want to stay lying on my floor curled up and in pieces. I feel worthless, fucked up, confused, murderous.. I want to die. I’m ready to die. Please let me die.
My work (gamestop) is in the lowest of low for numbers. Which means I have to study my ass off and then be a dirty greedy bitch towards costumers.
On top of that, I have training for a new job today, which I’m super excited/nervous about. It’s in food, so I’ll have to study a menu and remember all my duties.
Finally, I have to finish up high school soon or I’ll be sad. I told myself I’d be done by January but now it’s march and I’m still not done. -______-
Not trying to disrespect, but it only seems like many of us pray in times of sorrow and when we think we ‘need’ prayers. What about praises?
It’s like only talking to a friend when you need a shoulder but never when every things okay.
Like I said, I’m not trying to aim this as a hate message, more just an observation.
I wish everyone all over could have as easy of a day as I will… <3
Seeing anything zombie or gore related on my dash. I hate it so much. I mean, if it’s cheesy and fake I can tolerate it, but when it’s super photoshopped and realistic I just want to /rage quit. I can tell quite a few people I follow are very into that sort of thing, and I’m not hating on you. It’s just not my cup of tea. If it wasn’t super complicated I’d tell you why. And it’s strange because only until recently have these blogs appeared this way. I use to really enjoy them before. If you post stuff like that every once and a while I can look past it, but if that’s suddenly your new interest I’m going to have to unfollow, it’s literally fucking up my head. I’m sorry, I really enjoy all of you… I just. Can’t.