changes

Being sick blows. Being broke blows even harder.

Sarah left me a 4 page note on my car the other day. It just said things about missing me and that I was being lied to by someone and not to trust them. Well frankly I don't trust anyone, not even my best friend. It's sad to say that but its true. How can I ? After all the bullshit I've been through this fucking year I'm surprise I haven't tried to kill someone or even myself. No that's wrong to say, I would never kill myself over stupid shit.

It's been a long year and I haven't gotten a break yet but I've done some pretty fucked up shit so maybe this is my karma. Maybe I have no one because I need to make myself happy before someone else can. Who knows?

I've been smoking like crazy lately, which isn't like me. I guess I'm stressed but that's no excuse. It's probably why I'm not getting any better. My sleep schedule is all over the place. I need to get my shit together.

I'm moving out in January with Katie. I wanted Britt to come to but her money situation isn't that great, which I understand. I look forward to it. My dad is gonna flipped but whatever.

later.