wailing, going into seizures...i mean i was very upset.
then when i found it, i was simultaneously happy & upset as hell that it would do that to me.
is this what losing a kid feels like? hahahha, because if im having those feelings for a tiny ass cell phone then i have a problem.
take away our playstations, &we are a third-world nation.
everythings been good other than that little anxiety attack i had...pretty normal. my therapist told me to clean & decorate my room in a way that would make me more inclined to take care of it. &its almost like my mother objects to that....as she does anything thats good for me unless its catholic. FUCK catholic. k?
but, Lee told me that my room represents how i am on the inside...&seriously...its knee-deep in clothes & garbage. i normally exaggerate everything but this is the truth talking. so i've started a very exciting project. :D
anyway, gotta get ready to 'BE THE PANCAKE'.......shit suckss.
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