I have this really bad habit of pretending to be happy. I'll swear up and down that everything is fine, when it's not. Like not even close to being fine. I don't know why i can't just be sad like everyone else. But i can't. I'll laugh it off, and tell everyone not to worry. "I'm a tough cookie" "dude, chill out, i'm fine" "Don't worry about me, i'm good". I don't think i've ever answered someone...

Okay guise, i need some help. I have to write a 5 page paper for my physcology class. I need to interview people, but i'm in the hospital and have no people to interview. Soooo hopefully you guys will take it for me. It would seriously mean the absolute most to me. <331) How old are you?2)What was your last dream?3)Who was in this dream?4) Are those people/animals important to you?5) Where were...

I wish i wasn't so blunt, or i didn't voice my opinion so much. I also wish i could explain how i felt without cursing and being a mega bitch. But i can't. And it causes me a lot of bullshit, and i lose a lot of people i care about.I also wish i wasn't so vindictive. I feel like if someone hurts me, i have to hurt them back. I shouldn't do that, i know that. But i do anyway. Shit just comes out of...

So, it's memorial day weekend, and i'm stuck in the hospital. This is awful; it's beyond beautiful outside. Like friggin' stunning. The sun is shining, there are pretty clouds that you could lay under and find things in, there are birds chirping, and flowers blooming. I bet there are people playing bags in there backyards, and drinking beer, and little kids are blowing bubbles, and running through...

The morning after an arguement is always the worse. You're not sure if everything is fine between you guys, or if you're still extrememly pissed off at eachother. And it's not like i can just say "Aye bitch, still mad at me?" Well... i could... but i'm pretty sure it would start another arguement. Well, to be honest, i'm pretty sure anything could set either of us off right now.Don't you hate...

So now i'm clingy. Me. Clingy. I swear, this shit does not get any funnier. I get bitched out for 'pushing people out' all day long. Then when i actually care about something, i'm clingy right? How does that make sense? It doesn't. That's the point. I am always the bad guy. In every situtation possible, i'm the bad guy. I start almost dating a really nice guy. I get called a whore. I'm single, and...

Why do people freak out so much when i start to actually be nice? It's like the question of the day. I start to be nice to someone, or actually start to give a damn about someone, and they like flip shit. Saying they wish i could go back to 'not giving a fuck' or they like my "idgaf mentality'. The hell does that even mean? It's like i show an itsy bitsy teeny weeny amount of emotion and everyone...