wrigley

you know those months when everything seems to just be one endless stream of shit...that's this month.

the babymommadrama was a nice few weeks of hell.....then i came home and i thought things were going well and my mom tells me she has to have surgery because they found a tumor in her breast....fabulous. so i'm really upset and trying to spend time with the few people that really seem to care about me....and oddly enough despite how much he claimed to care when he thought i was knocked up, my danny dearest isn't returning any of my phone calls...and i find out its because he's dating some chick. super.....tell me how important i am to you and make me feel like i can depend on you and you'll be there for me, and then go date some other girl. yeah, so, i feel like a total fool. like some lovestruck 15 year old. i hate when people act like they have to trick me into thinking they like me. i fucking hate it. and people do it all the time. apparently i give off a vibe where people feel like they have to pretend the feel more than they do.

and i'm sick of bitching, but i can't help it. i feel broken.