I'm gonna try to be more active on here. I'm not promising anything, so don't hold me in a court of law@@!!!!

I LOVE COOKIE DOUGH.

Sorry about my recent inactivity.. okay, it's been forever. But better late than never.

I recently went through and cleaned out my gallery a lot so if it showed up in your message archive, sorry about that. >_>;

I love you guys. And girls.

MAINLY GIRLS.

OmG My cLoThEs KEEP SHRINKING! THIS IS THE END OF THE WORLD!! THE END OF THE WORLD I SAYZ!?

For a while now, I've been washing my own clothes. Giving my mommy a break while she's sick. Up until not long ago, I have NEVER did a load of laundry, really. Before you scream like a crazy white girl, I'm not a dirty person. I always take showers and use soapies, and shampoo-ie and condition-ie. and, and, and, and - I'm quite meticulous about my clothes, and they never get dirty - no ketchup stains, no hot dog chunks. (Ew, hot dogs.)
How do I keep my clothes from shrinking, so I can freely wash it?
and not have to worry about only being able to wear it twice before it becomes too small for me?

Fucking conspiracy. This shit is shittiest type of bull shit EVER!!! D:
The government is shrinking my clothes when I blink, that way I'll be nude and vulnerable for all sorts of sexual acts. T_T?!?!

I'll show them. NO MORE BLINKING.
EVAARRRRRRRRRRRRR.

I'm a genius of the world, a master at life, an A+ student in the class of "Win." and I couldn't feel better, or could I?
why is my geniosity (yes, it's a word) is being wasted!
I got my license today. Yet I have no car. I have no money to buy a car, because I have no job. I have no job because no one will hire me. No one will hire me because I have no work experience..THUS, bringing me back on the chain of life to "Squat."

I'm beginning to believe donuts have holes in them so we can look through them and see the "truth" in the world.

No, just kidding. But it sounded good - right?
I am going to go use my "geniosity" to create something to eat with salsa, green beans, and some old hamburger buns..WISH ME LUCK!

I ask my mom, my dad, my grandma, my aunt, my cousin, my friends mom, my girlfriends mom - if I can practice driving with them. I shouldn't have too. And the fucked up part is I get bitched out for asking. MY PARENTS should help me, they should LET me drive. I have my permit, I CAN'T DO IT MYSELF.

I ask my parents to sign papers for school, I GET BITCHED AT.
I ask my dad to take me to apply at 10 different jobs SO I DON'T HAVE TO RELY ON HIM, and the only reason I can't drive myself IS BECAUSE HIM AND MY MOM ARE TOO SORRY TO TAKE ME PRACTICING.

I'm doing home work in the kitchen table, it's the only place I can sit down and study/get shit done. THIS IS DANGEROUS GROUND. See, in my room.. My mom's too lazy to come back and yell at me, BUT OH NO. In the kitchen.. There is NOT 5 MINUTES of ANYONE leaving me the fuck alone. "take out the trash" "wash the dishes"

And don't get me started on my "chores". I'm hardly EVER home, I'm at my girlfriends. WHEN I DO COME HOME - the one day out of the week, I'm forced to take out 4 bags of trash that is built up to the sky, and then wash dishes that are crusted to hell and back - BECAUSE THEY'RE TOO FUCKING PATHETIC TO DO IT THEMSELVES, they let it build up and wait for ME. I'm not the one that made the god damn mess!

My grandma has a tumor and my grandpa is gone.

All the females in my life seem to let abusive/cheating/douche bag men back into their lives. Women are the scum of the earth. Get a back bone. You could do fucking better.

School stresses me out and I have to hide in the bathroom stalls to catch my breathe. I can't explain it, my lungs will just.. get really deep and I can't breathe. I know it sounds over dramatic. Maybe it is. But I don't care.

Why does everyone else have it easier than me?

Why do I compare my life to everyone else?

I've never.. like, thought about COMMITTING suicide. nothing about trying to plan it. But I've thought.. "Man, this would sure show them..."
I'm sick of being treated like shit. Anyone know a better way to get people to care about me/miss me without killing myself? That'd be nice.

Maybe I'm taking everyone else for granted,
Maybe it's normal to feel this way.

I have an amazing girlfriend, good friends, a mom. and a dad. Why am I bitching?

I don't know. Even with all those things, I find myself really sad.

EDIT: I was thinking about this a lot today,
"Success is more controversial than love.
But, we love what we succeed at."

Don't ask