||[Jun. 17th, 2007|10:30 am]
...and i will walk with you.
it used to be that it was really nice to have a sunday off. to just relax and chill with the fam. why is it that today i just want to fucking shoot myself in the face? maybe its pms. or maybe its the fact that they are all in pissy moods allll the fucking time. maybe its that no matter what we tried to do my father could give two shits less about his father's day gift. or maybe is the tiny little fact that i haven't seen my boyfriend in ohhhhh going on almost two weeks? and the amount of time we talk on the phone might add up to an hour every seven days or so? one of these many things could be the reason or some entirely other area that i have yet to explore. all i know is that come tomorrow i'm starting job numero dos so hopefully the amount of time at home will diminish completely. |
i'm going to go inject myself with dark chocolate intravenously.