Full of faults and doing nothing with my life.
This is a diary of sorts. Lot's of personal stuff and text posts. Nothing really interesting or important.
All I do is bitch.
This is my corner, leave me alone
Dad was teasing me cause I’m watching a Let’s Play while I sew, and he was like "I can’t believe you’re so bored you watch other people play games"
and I said “I can’t believe you’re so bored you watch other people play football”
and mom started laughing from the other room
Huh, that’s a hell of a good rebuttal actually.
Getting those panicky feelings again.
Those have been absent for a while.
I’m not excited about this return…
Guess this means that the medication did work, but it’s not going to much longer.
There are so many assholes out there.
Stop being perverts and mind your own business.