3:49pm:
It really all comes down to what I decide.
I hate that it's all on me.
I wish there was some way to know what the right thing was...
Like how in Futurama, The Professor wanted to know what life would be like if he had invented the "Finglonger."
This is my Finglonger.
EW DUDE.
Part of me says this is right. This. Right here.
Another part of me says "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!? STOP BEING SO SELFISH."
Am I selfish? Is this the selfish way? Isn't both decisions someway selfish of me? So either way I'm losing. I've lost. There is no winning on my part.
THIS IS NOT A GAME.
I need to remind myself of that.
I almost puked in my car on the way here. I was having one of those terrible sudden realizations and it caused a panic attack. I felt like pulling over on the side of the freeway and running down the hill into the woods. To be lost. Since I've lost.
I saw a picture today... it was really ugly and creepy and it made me sick to my stomach. Then I just kept staring at it and I started to understand it's not so ugly... and it's not creepy at all...
OH MY FUCKING GOD.
I hate being a girl :(
Emotions and all that shit.
Someone called me weak today.
Thanks.
I thought I wasn't.
Lately though, I haven't been feeling so strong.
Current Mood: 
alone
Current Music: Van Morrison - Gloria
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