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get out of my head
WHERE THE FUCK IS MY VICTORIA SECRET CREDIT CARD -_- I am not about to buy $150 worth of lingerie for my boyfriends birthday with out getting the points for it. UGHH!!
I think my biggest fear is messing up. Or making a mistake. Which are both things I have never done, or at least let happen. The fear eats away at me, and causes me to not let me live my life to my fullest. Which is probably why I’m depressed all the time.
I don’t want to talk about it
I don’t want to talk about it
I don’t want to talk about it
I don’t want to talk about it
I don’t want to talk about it
My cat, Spooky, is probably the least friendliest cat you will ever meet. But one thing I do know is that she is right by my side when I’m feeling sad. I’ve been feeling my depression slowly slipping in again. Tomorrow is my first day of classes, and all I can worry about is “can I make it another semester?” But as I laid down on my couch to take a breather, she curled up right beside me. I know she can’t talk, but I know deep down she understands me (as stupid as that sounds).
Grab hold of your bootstraps, and pull like hell
until gravity feels sorry for you, and lets you go
As if you lack the proper chemicals to know
the way it felt the last time you let yourself fall this low