January 2012
I hate being poor. Out with friends sucks when you can afford jack shit.
Forever poor depressed and alone.
Jesus Christ I hate this.
It doesn't get any better as the days go on.
I don’t know why they say that.
It’s not going to be easy when I see him get married.
It’s not going to be easy to see him have a precious child with another woman.
It doesn’t get easier. These are just lies we tell ourselves.
“You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you,...”
– Richard Siken. (via crowd-of-bones) (via let-your-beauty-unfold)
Today is going to be a good day.
Things are going to be different and I will not cry today!
Boo yah.
:)