I simultaneously want to cry, throw up, cry, eat food, any food so long as it tastes good (aka meaning nothing aka meaninh I'm probably gonna skip dinner), and go to sleep. I stayed up til about 6:30 and got about thirty to forty five minutes of sleep. I officially hate everything. And I wanna slap my mom. She goes from telling me she can get me counciling if I need it. In a Walmart. And then when we get home and I tell her the feelings above (minus the not eating part) while I'm lying on the ground and she tells me to get up and get my shit done. Thanks mom for being so supportive! My stomach is growling and all the food tastes like shit so ill probably be skipping dinner, but I know you would TOTALLY (not) care if I told you this!
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Just Me
HumorSo this is just gonna be random parts of my life. I got the inspiration to do this from my friend Bandana12. Check her out, she does different things from role-playing to fan fiction about the Percy Jackson series.
