You know, I've been having real confidence issues lately. I suppose it's not just confidence, it's kind of manifested itself into.. well, everything issues. Let's call it inconvenient timing. My recent ex bailed on me when I was trying to face my abandonment problems.. I've been taking valium to deal with my social anxiety, but that's just developed a new fear in me of being addicted to it. That's two out of about seventy million of my issues, but I'll spare you the rest. It just sucks, you know?

Anywho, today was actually great. I went to DINNER and a MOVIE. Now that's improvement. I haven't been "out" with someone who seems interested in what I have to say in oh.. a year? This excluding my lady friends, but once you've seen someone's tits, it's kind of hard to take their praise as serious. Don't ask me, that's just the rules. Sooo I've also been honing my sense of "I'll kill you." I went to the shooting range, which inspired me to dig up this elderly photo of me when I had a shred of confidence. Look at all that youthfulness.



See! That's the aim, no awful pun intended, I'm going for. I want to be that asshole 16 year old again that would fuck anyone's day up. I punched a girl square in the nose for sitting on my boyfriend's lap in the ninth grade! What happened to that chick, she was my only role model! Well.. aside from Boba Fett, but that doesn't count. For normal people.

So I'm vowing to turn my shit around. No more fucking with me. No more dumbfuck boyfriends. No more former boss' atrocious yankee accent in my head telling me all about my shortcomings. No more dumb broads pushing me around because I'm an alleged easy target. And as for the cunt that not only my ex fucked, she also cost me my job, I'm going to choke your fat fucking turkey neck the next time I see you.

Hate it or love it, but I'm so happy the old me is making a comeback.

Hope you're all having a wonderful, wonderful night!

You know, I've been having real confidence issues lately. I suppose it's not just confidence, it's kind of manifested itself into.. well, everything issues. Let's call it inconvenient timing. My recent ex bailed on me when I was trying to face my abandonment problems.. I've been taking valium to deal with my social anxiety, but that's just developed a new fear in me of being addicted to it. That's two out of about seventy million of my issues, but I'll spare you the rest. It just sucks, you know?

Anywho, today was actually great. I went to DINNER and a MOVIE. Now that's improvement. I haven't been "out" with someone who seems interested in what I have to say in oh.. a year? This excluding my lady friends, but once you've seen someone's tits, it's kind of hard to take their praise as serious. Don't ask me, that's just the rules. Sooo I've also been honing my sense of "I'll kill you." I went to the shooting range, which inspired me to dig up this elderly photo of me when I had a shred of confidence. Look at all that youthfulness.



See! That's the aim, no awful pun intended, I'm going for. I want to be that asshole 16 year old again that would fuck anyone's day up. I punched a girl square in the nose for sitting on my boyfriend's lap in the ninth grade! What happened to that chick, she was my only role model! Well.. aside from Boba Fett, but that doesn't count. For normal people.

So I'm vowing to turn my shit around. No more fucking with me. No more dumbfuck boyfriends. No more former boss' atrocious yankee accent in my head telling me all about my shortcomings. No more dumb broads pushing me around because I'm an alleged easy target. And as for the cunt that not only my ex fucked, she also cost me my job, I'm going to choke your fat fucking turkey neck the next time I see you.

Hate it or love it, but I'm so happy the old me is making a comeback.

Hope you're all having a wonderful, wonderful night!