Not to disappoint you, but here I am again, two days in a row??? Right?!
Anyways, today in my most magical life, it once again, snowed. Wow I love it, so much! (yes, sarcasm)
So, naturally I chose hibernation in blanket forts and netflix with my dog to be the best form of activity today, I am basically the coolest person ever.
Diet: fail....
Exercise: fail....
Guh, depression and motivation hate one another I tell you, and the longer I get screwed over by guys for, the worse it appears to get.
Good girls....alone Sluts....married at 20.
I call foul. And no its not a stat, and I know there are exceptions. But if you lived anywhere near the pathetic podunk area I did, you would look around and notice that its a fairly accurate analysis.
Tomorrow will either prove depressing or somewhat better, you will know from my post. I am set to have a date with the guy I have been seeing....Normally it would be awesome but I have a feeling due to whats been going on, albeit out of either of our control, we might break up. Of course, due to his slutty, get prego to save a relationship, ex. Hurray!
Wish me luck!
S
Friday, 18 April 2014
Thursday, 17 April 2014
Wow....
So more than anything coming back and looking at this is depressing, it shows that I really can't commit to anything, including this vain attempt to force myself to care.
I'm sure yet again I am speaking to a wall, but as of late I feel like I have found a new low of feeling worthless.
"You can't love someone else until you love yourself"
But what if that loving ones self is impossible? With my lovely mix of mental illness and super attractiveness *eyeroll*, finding someone to love me is already hard, so the fact that I dislike myself is apparently a lovely nail in that coffin.
Looking around my town at the girls that have it all, the guy, the family, the life.....I can't help but wonder WTF?!??! There is nothing special about them and they usually are far worse to the guys they are with than I could ever consider being. So apparently the key is actually to not use birth control. Thats it girls! Get knocked up and the guy will be yours forever no matter how foul you treat them.
Infuriating, all these guys walking around catering to their slag of a wife....just cause one day she stopped the pill, oops.
Regardless, here I am, Still alive, still checking in now and again.
Sad
S
I'm sure yet again I am speaking to a wall, but as of late I feel like I have found a new low of feeling worthless.
"You can't love someone else until you love yourself"
But what if that loving ones self is impossible? With my lovely mix of mental illness and super attractiveness *eyeroll*, finding someone to love me is already hard, so the fact that I dislike myself is apparently a lovely nail in that coffin.
Looking around my town at the girls that have it all, the guy, the family, the life.....I can't help but wonder WTF?!??! There is nothing special about them and they usually are far worse to the guys they are with than I could ever consider being. So apparently the key is actually to not use birth control. Thats it girls! Get knocked up and the guy will be yours forever no matter how foul you treat them.
Infuriating, all these guys walking around catering to their slag of a wife....just cause one day she stopped the pill, oops.
Regardless, here I am, Still alive, still checking in now and again.
Sad
S
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