And sometimes

you gotta take a second to inquirer if something is too good to be true. Because it usually is.

I'm doing a lot better than I was 2 months ago. I'm legitimately happy and not living for anyone but myself. Every time I've ever said that it has been a lie and this time I know that I'm actually doing me.

It's probably the best thing I could do for myself after the shit guys have put me through over the past 4 years.
I'm excited. Ecstatic. Finally.

Thinking and riding the subway and narrating my life in my head and thinking everyone narrates their lives in their heads so it’s ok. I’m normal.

I guess I'm just like every other girl

if you ignore me I'll be all on that dick until I get tired of trying. Then I go find some other dick.

XOXO

me

It’s either I don’t care enough or I care too much and frankly its making me sick.

On the verge

of calling all of this bullshit off because i don’t particularly like being smothered to death by someone that likes a 13 hour drive away.

Sorry bud I think I’d rather just be single. LOL thought you were different but you’re all fucking the same. Go away. fuck.

Wearing

this tomorrow for the gallery opening for my fourth year photography show

I need to get up tomorrow and finish mounting my pictures then bring them to the gallery then come home then get dressed for the gallery opening then go back downtown with kristyn for the gallery opening at 5 basically I'm so busy tomorrow I wanna cry.
run on sentence and stuff. you know.

Also a list of things I have to look forward to

March 16 - Ottawa for the weekend
March 20 - gallery opening
April 10 - 21st birthday
April 14 - done school
April 21 - my birthday party
April 29 - Jamaica trip

MISC - aunts wedding, nyc trip, tons of cute dates, getting a cat, finding a new place, finding a new job.

CHANGE.

My week

Tuesday: class, edit pictures for gallery

Wednesday: edit pictures for gallery, work

Thursday: edit pictures for gallery, print pictures for gallery, pack for ottawa

Friday: fly to ottawa, get drunk n junk

Saturday: party for st.patricks day

Sunday: fly home

Why school needs to end

1. so I can go to Jamaica

2. so I can do my internship and work somewhere that isn’t mcdonalds

3. so I can move out of rexdale and into a sweet place with kristyn and chantel

4. so I can go on dates with kyle

5. so I can move on from this shit school and get my life started

i dont

care about much anymore, especially not school. fuck school. fuck it. fuck photography fuck everything. bye.

God

Get over yourself. Your ex boyfriend couldn’t mean any more to me than any other random guy I’d fuck. You say I got used for meaningless sex? Almost all the sex I have is meaningless, this was no different.

Maybe I used him? What, you don’t know me so yes I used your ex for sex. Welp welp welp

This action was in no way a personal attack on you. I just want you to know that.

And if all anyone can do to get back at me is call me a slut don’t bother. I am a slut so I don’t really care.