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I’m sorry but some people just look too damn ugly.

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(905): Just got super judged by a walmart cashier for buying diet pills and candy in the same transaction. Like she has her life figured out.

it is so hard to take a nice poop when you know someone that you will probably bump into a few times a week for the rest of the semester could walk in at any moment.

taking small poops throughout the day is not a good way to live.

every fucking time

i can’t leave a visit with my mom without wanting to cry almost immediately after getting into my car.  all i think about is how it should have been and how it could be now.  when i think about it i realize that i’d rather have stayed at my mom’s without david than have danny.  i don’t know if that says more about how much i love my mom or if i should question my relationship with danny.  either way, now that i’m working on moving into my dorm, i keep thinking about how easier it would have been to do from my mom’s.  i feel like a little kid, crying in my car, thinking “i want my mommy,” but it’s true.  i would give all the money i have earned to have just one last normal saturday with my mom; nothing special, just the usual waking up and trotting about the house, maybe run some errands.  i just want to assume normalcy again, and i’m realizing that i’m never going to have anything close to that with her again.  it hurts.  it hurts so fucking bad.

if you don’t get along with your mom, try harder to.  if you don’t tell your mom much, start doing so.  if you love your mom, cherish her.

Can’t get my fucking liprings out.

So nervous about moving into my dorm.  Seems like it’s coming incredibly quickly.  What makes it 10x worse is that the email my future roommate provided doesn’t work so when I tried to email her I couldn’t. Also the friend I made at orientation that I was really looking forward to getting to know better isn’t coming until second semester now ):

Sometimes..

sometimes I wonder if other people wish they could be like me in the same way I see other people and wish I could be like them.

..and halfway through completing that thought I remember that I am a worthless, uninteresting, terrible excuse for a human being |: