tonight is so poop

omg

all day kayla is crying and miserable and i dont know how to help her. all i could do was hug her. and work was jst awful anyways, labor day weekend.
then i was really excited because my mom and aunts and sister wanted to go out so i asked this really really attractive man i work with to take me home, and he did. and i thought something would happen, but nothing did besides more teasing. :c

and i did hang out with my best friend for like a hour but then i just came home to do nothing but sit on tumblr.

and its like 90 degrees. and i texted my crush or what the fuck ever you want to call him and he never answered. then i also texted my friend who took like 3 hours to respond with a 1 word response.

and then my mom and my sister come stumbling in, like 5 minutes ago (at 3am) and they’re all drunk and hiccuping and my sister just comes up behind me and grabs and pulls my hair like.. hard for no reason plus she has ridiculously long nails which scratched the fuck out of my head. then my mom comes stumbling over to me and is all over my shoulder looking at what im doing. and im just like.. yes? and shes like ‘hi. what are you doing’ and im just like hi im bored (completely annoyed at this point) and shes like “well then go to sleep” and im just like. no. then she like smacks my upper arm and is like “yes! go to sleep so you can wake up and help me can!” and im just like… -________________________________________-

omfg. i am so ANNOYED.

on top of that my best friend decided to smoke without me. like

wtf.

all ive been wanting for like the last 2 months is to get hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh

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i feel like im always over thinking everything.
this is why i cant get too close to many people.
i always think they have some secret evil motive behind everything they do or say.
getting close to new people always makes me want to become a hermit.
it just scares me.
that’s why i have the same set of friends that i’ve had since the 6th/7th grade.
and losing them scares me,
because that means i’ll either be alone forever or i will be forced to try and make new friends.

all i want in life is a nice, small, artsy apartment that’s a couple stories up in any random city-area.
ill hide away in my little safe house all day and night painting and reading and blogging and not having to worry about how i look or how i say certain things.