This day started so bad. And is about to end bad as well.
In the middle of the day, I was happy.

Or was I?

My guy friend told me awhile ago that in school I laugh at silliest things. But at home, on Twitter…. he sees that i’m problematic as hell.

I’m an ambiguous person.

I don’t really know what the hell’s happening to me but I laugh at the silliest things more often these days. And it bothers me, really.

I hope she’s not blaming me again. I do hope so.
I can feel all the blame under my shoulder.

Why does it always have to be me?

Can’t this day get any worse?

Why can’t these problems just stay the fuck out of my life and let me be happy?

I have to return to script writing because I still have tons of schoolworks to do.

It has been awhile now, yeah.

MUST. STOP. OVERTHINKING.