My friends tease me about the things I repeatedly do. I laugh a lot about it around them, But sometimes I really hate that I can't stop doing these things. I set my self up for disaster. It's good for a laugh sometimes.
"Ohio is for lovers." Winnipeg is not.
I don't want to start my new job... I actually thought about how hard it's going to be to adjust. I'm scared. I don't want to hear anyone say "Don't worry! etc etc" It will just make me angry with you.
I have enough fabric to finish the dresses I love so very much... Fuck.
I want to be in bed. With or without the 'love of my life'.