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Aww, feel better Dis. And if you pop out a chunky nugget o' gold, call me.
Rant: I am sick and tired of beating mysefl up. For the stupidest things and comments. I'm so insecure about everything right now, and I feel like my friends all hate me. Chalk it up to paranoia or PMS, but I was nearly in tears earlier because my friend invited me to a party. I was in hysterics because I thought the person who was having the party didn't want me to be there, because they didn't call me.
So I tell my friend I don't think I'm invited, and she makes a phone call. I get a very pissed off phone call from a boy telling me to quit being stupid because I should know very well by now I am always welcome at his house.
Why do I beat myself up and waste my thought process dragging myself down? I HATE it. I wish I could be as self confident as I act. I'm tired of double checking with people and trying to please everyone. I'm done. Finito, finis, in nomine patris and whatever. Done.
Wheh. That made me feel a lot better. Why don't we all just let out our barbaric yawps of done, everyone?
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Truth, justice, honor...none of that's worth shit. What matters is people, and people aren't honest or just or honorable. They're petty and they're angry and they're afraid, and all anyone really wants, deep down, is to be wanted. And what's truth to that?
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