sincerely-miamonroe: Every time I see a homeless person I always wonder what happened in their lives before. They were once children with big dreams and hopes who painted pretty pictures of their futures. What happened.
I don’t know what my problem is with food. Nothing ever sounds appealing and I never have anything to cook at my house, so then I end up eating nothing or little bits of chips or a pb&j sammich. I kinda hate eating like that. It makes me upset with myself that I never know what to eat. Do I have an eating disorder? Perhaps. Will I ever get that checked out? Probably not. Bleh....
I have so many of them. All these concerns, worries, confusion. I just wish I had a family member I can vent it all to, but there are somethings I’m sure they wouldn’t want to hear or know about. Sigh. I swear these birth control pills put your emotions all out of whack. I’m more emotional then when I’m on my period. bleh. Can school just start already, so I can just...
No one tells anyone where there going or when they leave for awhile. They don’t say “Bye I’ll be back soon.” They don’t call to see how your doing, they just vanish for awhile. Am I not on your mind anymore? Do you not care about informing me on your life? Why don’t you talk to me? Its like I don’t even know who you are. You’re just a person with a...