Frustration. Frustrated. Self hate acting up again.
Spent 15 minutes drunkenly over analyzing the blackheads on my nose. This is exhausting. Gym was good to me.. Shouldn’t have left. I was there for an hour in the zone. Blaring music in my ears. Shouting encouragement in the form of, “if you can’t keep up, then just home home you pansy.”
Searching for a new vehicle before ol’ LuLu Bell moves on.. Stressful, to say the least. This whole “adult” thing is proving to be extremely trying. Do I have enough money.. Will I be able to get a loan? Payments? No finances down? What the fuck does THAT mean?
Things high school never taught me: How to fucking survive.