Been feeling pretty good.

being responsible and living life.

Can’t I just live the life of a hedonist?

I really need/want to get my own place. I can’t live with people anymore. They say stuff that makes me feel like a shitty fucking mom and person. I don’t have privacy.

Shitty part is the money…. I don’t make shit at Sears and now L will be sharing a room with me (because a little brat is moving in) so I don’t know how I will cam. I want to scream. I’m stuck. I want to cry, actually.

Fuck.

I don’t know what to do.

Things in my life have been odd.

I’ve been making decisions. Trying to get my life going. I think everything will be okay.

“You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when..”