I have been a vegetarian for almost three years now and not once have i regreted or thought twice about it. so anyone who has a problem with MY personal choices can get fucked. I don’t see how it affects anyone else, i’m the one who makes or buys my own food, i’m the one who gets sick from and the one constantly defending what i do. I just don’t get it. Why do people feel the need to pick on people for not eating meat? It’s fucking beyond me.
The day that i get rid of my insomnia is the day that i will be happy. I hate people who take sleep for granted, we don’t all have the luxury of sleeping whenever for as long as you choose.
It makes me sick with jelously.
The worst part is there is nothing i can do about it.
You’re standing on my neck.
I got an e-mail today telling me my blog is a year old today, yay. Happy birthday blog!
‘In life there will be people you don’t like but you have to coexist with.’
Story of my life i swear.
There has been tears, tantrums and regret. Certainly had the most fucked up year of my life and i always wonder if i had of made different decisions where would i be now. I would have finished year 12 properly and would be at uni, but no. I would certainly feel safe, a feeling which has lost all meaning to me. I wouldn’t doubt every person who trys to get close. The only thing i can say now is i am happy. I have found direction in life and has no set backs. I found my soul mate and it’s amazing, it’s not often you find someone so perfect you never want to let go. Everyone who has ever fucked me over is out of my life or at least hardly spoken to, this also makes me happy. My life is different. I love everyone who helped me change it. They are people who i will remember.
James is napping next to me, i have never seen anyone look so perfect. I have never been so in love.
I wish i wasn’t so fucking tired from doing nothing, it’s not fair.
I just want to sleep to get away from everything but thats to much to ask.