We went back home today from my sister's house. Apparently, according to my mother, I acted worse than the kids.

I don't get it. I try so fucking hard to be a good, understanding, nice person. but all i get in return is a load of shit.

Also, I'm tired of my friends hurting and me not being able to do anything about it.

one of my friends decided that not talking to me at all was a great idea

I watched a woman fall down in the middle of the parking lot at hardee's. it was funny as hell tbh

nobody reads my books lol

ugh i wanna dye my hair so badlyyyyyyyy