bust my head open and call me a baby

 

 

 

 

I just did a work out and it was alright.

I felt all pukalicious after, that’s never fun.

I also had a "dizzy you’re gonna die" feeling when I went to pick up Jacob, it lasted until after I ate too. It went away for a moment so that’s when I started working out.

wahtever, stupid body.

i suddenly feel like a whale. I don’t know why.

Oh wait, i do… BLOATATION.

hurry up ya damn period.

bleh.

so as far as my "feelings that i’m not talking about" go, I think I’m holding up well.

I refuse to talk about them anymore.

So that’s that.

I don’t know what that’s gonna do, but it doesn’t matter either way.

i’ll just learn how to not have any feelings.

I guess boys want a girl like that. Totally devoid of emotion, a robotic nothing blah.

That’s what I’ll be.

*who am i kidding, but it’s fun to pretend i’m hard core!*

*sigh*

I dunno.

Doesn’t matter.

i’m getting despondent.

It reminds of that story Pilgrims Progress.

My family got all obsessed with it when I was in highschool. We even had a board game.

How crazy.

I think I did a couple reports on it and all the Christian blah blah blah.

blah with blah sauce.

blah!!!!

my neck is KILLING ME.

I need a neck rub.

and a hug.

I’ll get neither.

and isn’t that just precious.

i can rub my own neck and hug my own self!

ha ha.

*sigh*

I guess I need to learn how to be more independent. It’s not like I haven’t been independent for over 6 years.

It’s not like I’ve only had ME to rely on.

It’s not like i haven’t had all this time to learn how to handle things on my own.

I guess it’s when a crawling baby suddenly learns they can stand up on the edge of things. Then it just wants to stand up on the edge of EVERYTHING IT CAN GET ITS HANDS ON.

but sometimes, the base is wobbly.

and it can’t hold the baby.

and the baby is gonna fall on it’s face and bust it’s damn head open.

That would be me.

See the pretty blood?

oh well.

i have the worst metaphors.

ha ha.

babies walking. blah. busted heads.

we finally have ice, but the freezer isn’t freezing things.

stupid freezer. they need to get that shit fixed, seriously.

that reminds me i wanted to look at the base price of apartments in a few places.

I need to get out of here.

I’m sick of seeing the happy couple being all happy and together.

oh i love you. look how cute we are. oh we’re so happy. we’ve been together for years. oh this is just the cutest thing, us. oh we’re so cute. blah blah blah blah BLAH!

i’m jealous.

I feel like I’ll never have that.

*sigh*

it doesn’t matter.

*stabs feelings*

(in the face)