I think that I'm completely sick of everyone's bullshit. It's getting so ridiculous to the point of near suicide.
I think that I wish I was joking, but on the other hand, I've been set on killing myself before I'm 27 since I was 14. I'm somewhere in-between right now. Maybe I'll hold off until the day before my 27th, just to see how fucked up everything can/will get by then.
I think that pizza is going to absolutely divine once it gets here.
I think that my toes are FREEZING, but I am far too angry at my mother for opening the balcony door when I was cold the other night, so I'm making her suffer tonight.
I think that it's shocking how horribly irresponsible and self-involved my mother is.
I think that dropping out of school is going to be the best decision of my life. It is the only way to get completely away from my godforsaken mother.
I think that I'm angry at my friend for calling me a failure and saying if I drop out, I'm going to BECOME my mother.
I think that I'm done whining :D