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In the matter of 7 days I have managed to

1. Soil a friendship with one of my best friends in the world because I like him.
2. Slightly taint said best friend’s relationship with his girlfriend
3. Apparently lose what was left of my mind to my ex
4. Get so FUCKING PATHETIC that I have to actually let his new girlfriend help me get over him. And I will never, ever, ever forgive myself for sinking so low into my standards.
This is like...You can't get out of this hole I just put myself in.
5. Want to die
6. Punch my sister out of anger from her being playful, get kicked out, get lost in the middle of Denver, and call WHO ELSE BUT MY GOD DAMNED EX BOYFRIEND to ask if I can come over for some…Really retarded reason.
7. Develop a newfound hatred for myself
11. Finally decide to whine about it
8. Hate myself for hating myself
9. Milhouse is not a meme
10. Hate myself for whining about hating myself
12. Yeah I’m officially lost. Not like “on a road just not sure which one” lost, no I’m like in a separate solar system.


On the other hand I haven’t talked to Toby in that full week WHO CARES WHY THE FUCK DO I CARE SHUT UP
Which probably didn’t help.

I HATE WHAT I’VE BECOME FIX IT.
God and to think I'm always the one saying "It is what it is."

WHAT THE FUCK IS IT!?