Wednesday, March 3, 2010

gym. adult (since im not a teen) angst

so i went to the gym today. and then i went to ruby tuesdays and ate. i like to think that it counteracted. anyway, on to.... ANGSTTTTTTTTTT ANGSTTTTT ANGSTTTTTT I JUST CAN'T WIN WITH THIS KID CAN I ? YOU KNOW HOW NERVE WRACKING IT IS TO HAVE A BOYFRIEND WHO NEEDS TO HAVE PERFECTION?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! I LOVE HIM, BUT GOD. OH MY GOD.
I WISH HE WOULDNT BE SO SELFISH AND REALIZE THAT DIFFERENT PEOPLE HAVE DIFFERENT PRIORITIES THAN HIM. OMG. OOMG OMGOMGOSFEGASFLNHA. GAH. BLAH. MEH BLEGHEDY!!! WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY ?!?! GOD WE'RE GONNA END UP GETTING MARRIED AND THEN HE IS GOING TO DRIVE ME NUTS BECAUSE I BELIEVE DIFFERENT THINGS HE DOES AND THE THINGS HE BELIEVES IN IS JUST WRONGGGG!!! ITS WRONG! WRONG WRONG WRONG! HAPPY NINE MONTHS ASSFACE. AHHHHH ARGHHHHHHHHH BITCH BITCH BITCCH ANGSTTT YOURE A LITTLE BOY AND YOU ARE NOT A MAN. YOURE MOMMY AND DADDY DO THINGS FOR YOU AND YOU THINK YOURE SO RESPONSIBLE BUT YOURE NOT. YOU ARE A BIG HYPOCRITE. I DONT NEED TO BE GUIDED AS MUCH AS YOU THINK I DO. I NEED A SHRINK BECAUSE I GET DEPRESSED. THATS ALL. IM DEPRESSED ASSHOLE! SO I HAVE NO DRIVE! DEPRESSED. GAHHHH. YOURE SO STUPID. YOU DONT EVEN SEE. YOU DONT. YOURE A LITTLE FUCKING BOY AND YOU DONT EVEN SEE AND YOU WILL NEVER SEEE AND I WANT TO BE DONE WITH YOU SOMETIMES BUT I CANT BECAUSE I LOVE YOU DESPITE ALL YOUR FLAWS BECAUSE YOURE WHO YOU ARE BECAUSE OF THEM. YOU HOWEVER, WILL NEVER TRULY LOVE ALL OF ME BECAUSE YOU ARE NEVER SATISFIED WITH ANYTHING. ANYTHING!!!! AT ALLL!!! GAHHHHH I HATE IT SO MUCH ! YOU KNOW ME, BUT YOU DONT KNOW ME. SERIOUSLY. YOU MAKE ME SO ANGRYYY JCN YOU JUST REALLY DOOOOOO.. SOMETIMES YOU REALLY DESERVE TO BE YELLED AT. BECAUSE TRUTHFULLY, EVERYONE I KNOW THINKS YOU CAN BE A REALLY BIG DOUCHE BAG SOMETIMES. AND YOU PISS ME OFF TO NO END. I LOVE YOU. BUT YOU MAKE ME SO ANGRY!!! I DONT WANT TO BE PERFECT, I JUST WANT TO BE ME! ME ME ME ME ME!! IM ME! I LOVE IT! LET ME BE ME. LET ME BE ME. DSF9EWGPFBSLZHqegt024v bah. END RANT.

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