Okay enough of that now. Onto serious business:
Apparently I am loved. I'm in a relationship now......seriosuly, how the fuck did that happen? I guess I'm actually attractive to someone. Yeah. I'm still trying to let it sink in too.
Oh and my mom took my happy pills away and accused me of overdosing on them. When actually I was getting hopped up on painkillers at my aunt's dinner party. Look, it's her fault for bringing there in the first place
Go ahead. Say it. I'm a fucking idiot. I honestly will not hold it against you. Lola says I'm an idiot then she kicks me.....in the nuts.
OMFG!!!! PICTURE OF ME!!! LOOOOKKKKK!!!!! I flattened out my hair.....and I'm wearing my glasses.....yeah.....I look way different. Maybe it's just the way the medication makes me, the way operation made me, or the attention that only encourages me.
