fuck man, two days before my birthday and I cant my shit together. today we would have been what 3 years.. but I cant dwell on the past, that's bad.
im at the library, and it sucks because I brought the wrong notebook. so that just makes this whole thing worse. I also have a goddamn 3 page essay due Tuesday and all ive been doing is procrastinating and grrr I hate it. and I have to finish my friends project because he asked me to paint it and I couldn't say no because its hard to say no sometimes and i just got a lot on my plate.
on the day Of my birthday, I have to dress up for My project and a couple hours before first period I have to go with my cousin because we always used to do that and I have to do my make up at like four in the morning and leave at five and Im having a mental break down that's really mental because on the outside im fine but the inside my head feels like im getting a headache and argh it hurts.
im also so damn fucking tired. I hate promising things.. I know I cant fulfil them but I try my best
