Everything that's made is made to decay
Sucking on a beer...Miller Light to be exact.
Work really sucks. Especially when you come home and you've only made about 20 bucks.
I really hate the fact that I stress over money. I really hate the fact that I need money to survive, and that I use it to buy things that really will only eventually break, get lost, get worn out, die, get upgraded, etc. etc..... Nothing lasts forever. Especially money and possesions.
All I really want to worry about is having enough for a roof over my head, decent clothes and food. Those are the 'needs'.
I don't want to be a burden on anyone, and I don't like the feeling of having to owe anyone ANYTHING. My pride has always interfered with that.
I like to buy my own things and feel like I worked for it. I was never one to take handouts.
So yeah, I'm worrying about mundane crap that I shouldn't be worrying about, and it's gotten me down a bit.
Plus I'm on these narly birth-control pills that I think are driving me a little insane. Damn hormones. Fuck you hormones!!!!
Stop making me feel and think so much. I do these enough as it is.
Sucking on a beer...Miller Light to be exact.
Work really sucks. Especially when you come home and you've only made about 20 bucks.
I really hate the fact that I stress over money. I really hate the fact that I need money to survive, and that I use it to buy things that really will only eventually break, get lost, get worn out, die, get upgraded, etc. etc..... Nothing lasts forever. Especially money and possesions.
All I really want to worry about is having enough for a roof over my head, decent clothes and food. Those are the 'needs'.
I don't want to be a burden on anyone, and I don't like the feeling of having to owe anyone ANYTHING. My pride has always interfered with that.
I like to buy my own things and feel like I worked for it. I was never one to take handouts.
So yeah, I'm worrying about mundane crap that I shouldn't be worrying about, and it's gotten me down a bit.
Plus I'm on these narly birth-control pills that I think are driving me a little insane. Damn hormones. Fuck you hormones!!!!
Stop making me feel and think so much. I do these enough as it is.
I live in a zoo. 
At least Enzo isn't shitting everywhere anymore. Hopefully it will last.
I'm moody as all hell these days. I can't believe Veganpunk hasn't slugged me yet.
At least Enzo isn't shitting everywhere anymore. Hopefully it will last.
I'm moody as all hell these days. I can't believe Veganpunk hasn't slugged me yet.
2 new bruises have emerged. This one is on my right thigh and it's as big as a baseball, and right under it there's a slightly smaller one. Fuck if I know how I got them, along with 5 other ones that are a mystery as well. Veganpunk says that I have to be the most bruised up person on this planet. Sometimes I seriously feel that way.
I'm positive I have a deficiency of some sort. Iron perhaps? Blah. Fuck Vitamins. They smell like ass.
Why do I love to fuck with people's minds? I know it's really not a nice thing to do, but I usually don't do it to anyone who seriously doesn't want to make me gag.
Some people do it for fun, I do it to express contempt.
I'm evil sometimes.
I'm positive I have a deficiency of some sort. Iron perhaps? Blah. Fuck Vitamins. They smell like ass.
Why do I love to fuck with people's minds? I know it's really not a nice thing to do, but I usually don't do it to anyone who seriously doesn't want to make me gag.
Some people do it for fun, I do it to express contempt.
I'm evil sometimes.
I cry to much.
My dog keeps shitting all over Veganpunk's apartment and it makes me sad.
I feel like it's my fault. I love Enzo to death and it makes me sad to think that when we were in L.A. I never really had to yell at him because he knew exactly where to relieve himself.
Now I feel like I'm yelling at him all the time, and I'm pushing him away. He must feel sad and rejected. Yet he still follows me everywhere and is right beside me.
I want to cry again.
My dog keeps shitting all over Veganpunk's apartment and it makes me sad.
I feel like it's my fault. I love Enzo to death and it makes me sad to think that when we were in L.A. I never really had to yell at him because he knew exactly where to relieve himself.
Now I feel like I'm yelling at him all the time, and I'm pushing him away. He must feel sad and rejected. Yet he still follows me everywhere and is right beside me.
I want to cry again.
I really hate it when people are ignorant. It makes me sad and angry at the same time.
People should learn how to spell.
I was supposed to go to a show tonight with the boy but I decided to stay in. My welcoming party last night wore me out, and I have cramps.
I love Detroit. Everyone is so punk I feel like I'm in a movie sometimes. Yeah I know it sounds weird. The people are real and not all about how much money you make or the kind of car you drive or where you buy your god-damn clothes. Complete opposite of L.A.
Why do I have an SG account, and why the fuck am I updating my journal?
I think I feel nauseous. I can't believe my friend Erin thought it would be funny and ironic to buy me a 3-month membership to a website that consumes people like water to a sponge.
I should just quit.
I am so PMS'ing.
People should learn how to spell.
I was supposed to go to a show tonight with the boy but I decided to stay in. My welcoming party last night wore me out, and I have cramps.
I love Detroit. Everyone is so punk I feel like I'm in a movie sometimes. Yeah I know it sounds weird. The people are real and not all about how much money you make or the kind of car you drive or where you buy your god-damn clothes. Complete opposite of L.A.
Why do I have an SG account, and why the fuck am I updating my journal?
I think I feel nauseous. I can't believe my friend Erin thought it would be funny and ironic to buy me a 3-month membership to a website that consumes people like water to a sponge.
I should just quit.
I am so PMS'ing.
