going to lay in bed and think until I fall asleep.

I ate too much and I feel awful.

my house needs cleaned.

I need to pry myself away from the internet for a while tomorrow so I can do this.

I don’t even want to think.

I’m just gonna dream of a cooler life.

Mom always tells me “your day is what you make of it”

it ****** me off.

maybe I just want to be ******* unhappy.

your life gave you lemons and mine gave me rotting nectarines

fruit flies and all

yeah it ain’t that bad

but at least you got a man who loves you like you want him to

never mind, she doesn’t

i don’t know what i’m talking about anymore.