god.

my fucking therapist. isn't he supposed to be on my side?

>:\

now he's got me studying for the sats. and i'm taking them in june.

like i need any more stress.

god. i'm fifteen fucking years old. i'm not supposed to be scheduling college visits and studying for the sats. i'm supposed to go out and get shitfaced and stoned.

sigh.

oo. so may 18th 2006. the day i came out. :\ yes i still remember lol.

my life has just been a downward spiral ever since.

i feel like just laying down and giving up.

yeah i'm not really in the best mood. sorry.