I think God enjoys fucking everything up for me. I was so set for what I wanted and what I was going to do. Then AOL prom comes along and confuses the hell out of me. Then he puts this wacko dream in my head to fuck me up further. Like, really? I don't understand it. I'm done with that shit. Not going back, no sir. Maybe it has to do with me not taking my medicine for the past two nights. Yeah, I should probably fix that. Either way, in the course of two days, I've gone from extremely happy and knowing what I want to depressed as shit and not having a clue. I'm a fucking mess. I just need to give it all up for good. ESPECIALLY until I go to the doctor. Get that shit done quick.
Whatever, bye.
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