Why do I bother?
I really don't know why...I do my best and all I get in return is shit.
Right now I feel...sad. Depressed. My chest feels strangely empty at the moment.
I hate this...I hate this feeling.
Fucking depression.
I am tired of being sad.
GODDAMMIT
I am taking my girlfriend on a date when we get to our house.
A nice place.
I love her so much.
She means the world to me.
I don't know what I would do without her and anytime and day of the year I would totally go back with her in time and save James Dean and Marilyn Monroe.
;D
aggravatedRight now I feel...sad. Depressed. My chest feels strangely empty at the moment.
I hate this...I hate this feeling.
Fucking depression.
I am tired of being sad.
GODDAMMIT
I am taking my girlfriend on a date when we get to our house.
A nice place.
I love her so much.
She means the world to me.
I don't know what I would do without her and anytime and day of the year I would totally go back with her in time and save James Dean and Marilyn Monroe.
;D
m sorry I kept bugging you about why you were down. I know you're disappointed. I just.. wanted you to feel proud of what you did.
Because you should be proud of it! You should feel really great about what you did and Suzan is a gigantic bitch for no reason whatsoever. She holds everyone up to a large magnifying glass, trying to find their faults. And I think that she is just very very unhappy.
But you can't let it get you down.
You did a great job and I'm SO proud of you.
So, don't feel down.
Feel happy.
Feel proud of your accomplishments.
I love you.
And I want to take you out somewhere nice. <3
I love you my Kattie.
So much.