Saturday, February 11, 2012

-_-

What is the point in pretending to like someone.. why the fuck would you waste your time, I say.. I wouldn't. So obviously I'm going to believe what I'm being told, while your holding my hand giving me eskimo kisses. Who does that if they don't love each other..? I'm seriously over dealing with relationship bs when there is no relationship. How stupidddddd. On the brightside, my room is so fucking awesome.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

You can do whatever you set your mind to..

or at least thats what they say. I want to be somebody, I do. Ideally, I'd like to be able to provide for a family sometime in the future, or at the very least, myself. That'd be awesome if only I could marry the perfect person, be a stay at home mom, and never work an extra day in my life, but I don't ever want to depend on a marriage, or any kind of man in my life, other than my Dad and even that's pushing forever. I like writing, and words, and books. Enough to be an english teacher, even, but what if I take all those classes and I hate it? Or what if I'm totally uninterested by the time I get a degree. My attention span is worse than a toddler at a movie theatre. I like everything, a little. Too much of something just seems to ruin it's beauty in time. I don't want to become a lazy teacher and I can't guarantee that one morning I won't wake up and just say, fuck being a teacher. Then what?