I. Fucking. Hate. School. Mornings. Eggs. Time. Math. Science. My face. My life. My relationship status. My bedroom wall color. Failure. Humiliation. Acne. Sunny days. Golf. Other people. Bugs. Dust. Chores. Societies outlook on things. And more to come...
If I ever have daughter, I'm going to name her Belle. So that way if she ever gets a boyfriend I can say that she found her beast. She is going to fucking hate me. YAY PARENTING.
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, its about getting off your lazy ass and pushing people into the puddles with a joyful face to make it seem like you are doing good.