i'm not happy. i'm not happy with the way that things are going. the fact is, i haven't been truly happy for a really long time. it's just so pathetic that i let myself settle. just like the other person. what ever happened to the passion? i miss being a bitch. just to rant and rave whenever i fucking feel like it. all of a sudden i'm concerned with other peoples fucking feelings over mine? knowing that the other person could give two shits about how my day is going? fuck that. i'm tired and bored out of my freakin gorde.
mmm.. . i feel better
mmm.. . i feel better