Fuck my life.

Nothing ever fucking goes right.
You let your mom call and tell me you killed yourself and bitch me out over it, and then tell me "Oh, I'm sorry, I fucked up, I just didn't know what to do."? It's bullshit. Do you know how much time I've spent crying over you? I'm so fucking sick of being treated like this.
You send me pictures and videos of you cutting yourself and bleeding? You tell me to call you so I can hear you die? You tell me that you're killing yourself because you can't stand to live without me? How dare you try and blame your psychotic mentality on me. You were fucked in the head before you met me and I pity the next person that falls into your trap.
It's bullshit that you'd do that to me. What the fuck did I do to deserve this? I'm a nice person. I've been nothing but nice and supportive of you. You've done nothing but suck the life out of me and make me miserable. If you weren't happy, there was no way that I could ever be happy.
I wish you had fucking killed yourself. I hate you for everything you've put me through.

Shittiest. Mood. Ever.

Apparently I can't do anything right. Work was great (minus getting stuck in the freezer for 5 minutes), but things have changed so much at home. My mom talks to me like I'm a piece of shit and acts like she regrets having me. I'm so tired of being underappreciated and pushed around. Fuck this shit.

Two Updates

1. I just got a new job!
2. Some random girl is up my ass about something she can't change.

I went for an interview at this place called Serafina's today. They hired me on the spot and I start on Monday. It's this cute little Italian, family-owned pizzeria right down the street from where I live. The only down-side is that I have to learn all these Italian words that are hard to pronounce and I've already failed at learning new languages.

I'm sick of everyone being so quick to fight. You attack a complete stranger over the internet, throwing insults at them about their looks or music choice, and act like you know them based solely on the fact that you have them added as a friend on MySpace? That's so unbelievebly immature. I hate that people have the nerve to argue with you online, but can never back their shit up when you see them face-to-face. I'm not a violent person and I really hate conflict, but I'm not going to let someone push me around. It's idiotic that people would chew me out because I hooked up with someone a long time ago. It's in the past! There's nothing you can do to change what's happened!

Ugh. I hate people.

I'm sitting next to M3lanie!

M3lanie! just so happens to be my password to my laptop. :P I love this girl to death. She's so retarded, but that only makes me lover her more.

Everytime I get a big Wawa Iced Tea (raspberry, duh) I cover it in inside jokes. I've only known this girl since August or September, but it feels like forever.

Anyway, moving on. MIKE SAID I'M THE STUNT DOUBLE FOR THE BOULDER IN INDIANA JONES. He wants me to shoot the fade. Shit's going doooown.

I almost died the other day. I pulled out in front of some guy who was going around 60 mph and my car stalled. Shit is rough.

This blog post is retarded and isn't going to go anywhere. I've come to the conclusion that my life is boring and now one would be interested in reading this.