i hate how i dont have my own car so my dad sometimes wont let me go anywhere.
i hate how i dont have a bf and theres no one to even consider anymore.
i hate how ive cried 3 times already since 12.
and i hate how im sure i'll be feeling fine tomorrow. and i will get pretty happy until something comes to mind or someone brings me down and my happiness turns to shit.
but mostly, i will be fine in an hour. i wont stay sad anymore thank god.
because i think im finally getting over that depression.

but for now, im giong to complain and piss and moan on here until my sister and friends come over a little later.
crying is lovely sometimes. except for the hurting part.

but i'll be fine tomorrow. thanks to my friends. mostly just katie and whitney. thanks guys =]
and thank you amanda for the great time. it was fun
morbidly obese, fucked up bunch of bones, and the retarded squirrel. its how we roll. and i love ya to death!