it's getting to the point where I'm about ready to let anyone who wants to go in and comment. I don't care what she thinks anymore.
She's obviously batshit insane and nothing I can do, nor any of my offers of help, are going to change that. She outright said she doesn't WANT to feel better about herself. Who DOES that?!
If you want to go in and try to reason with her? Be my guest. You'll probably do better than
...should.....should friends make you feel sick? ._. http://quilion.livejournal.com/14497.html
I don't even know what to do anymore. She has a wonderful way of reversing the self-help I go over every day.
I've been going to the gym (not the Ecruteak Gym sadly, besides, Morty would be too busy banging Will anyway) every day and treadmilling for half an hour each day.
I'm going to lose some weight if it's the last thing I do 8C
riiiight after I eat my bluebell ice cream and jack in the box tacos.
I love life.
My teeth hurt right now but I don't fucking care
I love Will
I LOVE WILL.
Not feeling too good. At all. Probably ate bad nachos at dinner. ughhh.
So my laptop got fixed, problem is now the battery isn't working. ffffffffffff.
it's always some damn thing.
Might play some AR'd Pokemon Pearl, then collapse. I don't think I'll feel well enough to deal with my aunt and uncle's church in the morning. Fuck church, I'm not even christian and you couldn't pay me all the money in the world to even pretend to be.