I’m parked so close to it that if I’m not careful when I back out, I’ll take out the back of her car.
And that’s the way I damn well wanna be.
She should learn how to park her car. It can go about two meters forward. Its a danger to drive past.
I feel like having a ham and cheese egg. Mmmm egg.
i know, i know, it sounds kinda bitchy. but… just… don’t tell me your successes, don’t tell me please. it just makes me depressed. it just reminds me of how far behind you i am. and it gives me the feeling that i’ll never be able to catch up… that we’ll never be on equal footing again.
i feel like i’ve wasted my life
there’s so so much that i should have done sooner
so much stuff that i should have done better
so much stuff that i shouldn’t have done
that’s in the past now, i do know that. but i’m in the past too
so far behind you
and i dont know if it would be better to catch up
struggle and struggle and TRY and maybe MAYBE catch up…
or just give up