I'm such a cunt, I'm such a cunt, I'm such a cunt, I'm such a cunt, I'm such a cunt, I'm such a cunt, I'm such a cunt, I'm such a cunt.
I want to punch myself in the face.
So much fucking work to do and I can't focus on it because i'm a fucking idiot who worrys about every possible fucking thing till I get physically sick.
Why the fuck can't I be normal? This is ridiculous.
Why the hell do you get to be normal, and I don't?
This is the kinda stuff that proves i'm a really weak person, no matter how much anybody I talk to denies it.
I'm such a demanding person, it's quite annoying, and ridiuclous.
I don't see how ANYONE can stand me.
I complaign a lot, i'm unreliable, my mood changes on the dime so my friends don't even know what to expect from me, when I get into bad moods I annoy everyone and it's extremely hard to get me out of them.
I wish I could be more normal for Paige's sake. I'm sorry to everyone who puts up with me, you deserve a less crazy friend.
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