Monday, September 29, 2008
Omg...
I want to have sex with Hugh Laurie so much. I dream of it. I want him to pull my hair, slap my ass and call me a dirty slut. Yeah. He's nearly triple my age. What of it? I will have that man. One day. One dirty dirty day.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I'm thinking about pooping...
Sometimes I feel that life is kinda okay. But other times I feel so lonely I want to die. Sadly, I'm usually in a good mood when I talk to my therapist...so I kind of wonder when I'm gonna get better with him. Still not ready to "open up." I find it strange talking about my deepest thoughts and fears with some stranger. Meh...
Everyone has a significant other and it kind of blows ballsacs. I used to be in a relationship...and it used to be okay. Now we're really not even friends anymore. I'm trying to decide if I even like him as a person. I hate him for that.
He's also the reason why I'm going to therapy.
I hate him for that, too.
Everyone has a significant other and it kind of blows ballsacs. I used to be in a relationship...and it used to be okay. Now we're really not even friends anymore. I'm trying to decide if I even like him as a person. I hate him for that.
He's also the reason why I'm going to therapy.
I hate him for that, too.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
I used to have another blog on this stupid site...
But I couldn't sign into it because of some Google bullshit.
Whatever.
I'm depressed. I've thought about killing myself so many times. I thought about it at least three times today. A little while ago I thought about just downing a bunch of my Cymbalta. But then I thought that I don't want to start vomiting or experience that pain. So, I didn't do it. Then I thought about going to the emergency room like I promised my psychiatrist I would if I felt suicidal again. But, I thought ehhhh...it's late...I don't want to wake mom up.
I hate Dan. I'm in love with him but I hate him. He's so stupid and I feel that he has had a huge hand in making me this depressed lately. Which he has. He's not the sole reason why I'm all blue. But he's a big reason why I'm depressed now.
He was a shitty boyfriend. He was a shitty friend. He's still a shitty friend despite the fact that he claims he wants to be my friend. It's not fair that he gets to go out...with MY old friends...and get completely drunk and have a "crazy fun time" while I have to sit all by myself on Friday night with NO ONE.
I hate break ups. I hate Dan. I am alone. I want to die. I hate my life.
I wish I could move to California and never return.
Bah. Whatever. More to come later.
Whatever.
I'm depressed. I've thought about killing myself so many times. I thought about it at least three times today. A little while ago I thought about just downing a bunch of my Cymbalta. But then I thought that I don't want to start vomiting or experience that pain. So, I didn't do it. Then I thought about going to the emergency room like I promised my psychiatrist I would if I felt suicidal again. But, I thought ehhhh...it's late...I don't want to wake mom up.
I hate Dan. I'm in love with him but I hate him. He's so stupid and I feel that he has had a huge hand in making me this depressed lately. Which he has. He's not the sole reason why I'm all blue. But he's a big reason why I'm depressed now.
He was a shitty boyfriend. He was a shitty friend. He's still a shitty friend despite the fact that he claims he wants to be my friend. It's not fair that he gets to go out...with MY old friends...and get completely drunk and have a "crazy fun time" while I have to sit all by myself on Friday night with NO ONE.
I hate break ups. I hate Dan. I am alone. I want to die. I hate my life.
I wish I could move to California and never return.
Bah. Whatever. More to come later.
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