I dunno which one looks better at this point.
I wrote this to play at a new years eve show. Thought Id share it on here.
I need to take whatever medications I have today I’m about ready to flip out big time and I just need to stay sane.
I need a psychiatrist again and meds but with no job that’s pretty hard.
I keep figuring out little things here and there without taking my medication that I do without realizing. I guess the good thing is I now realize it? It doesn’t change the fact that some of the simplest things make me wanna kill myself or ram my fists into someone’s face right now.
Dad is mad at me because I filed a police report because someone came into our locked house and stole things.
All because he’s like “the house isn’t clean.”
The house is never clean because you’re a stupid hoarder, so instead of buying a new TV like you just did recently, maybe, just maybe, you should actually GET RID OF THINGS.
My last remaining bra is not clean so like…
I’m just gonna use my sports bra. I was going to wear something nice today but… nope.
Ever since I got back home from Chicago it’s been nothing but bad luck.
Actually, hell, this week was all bad luck let’s just go with that blanket statement.
So someone came into our (locked) apartment and stole all my dad’s underwear and all my bras that actually fit me.
- Who does that?
- The only people with keys are me, dad, mom, and the manager of the complex.
I was told I was really hot when I was like 40 pounds lighter and I have to agree, and now whenever I think about it I get so depressed and self-harmy and so I’m just gonna sit in bed now because I have no medication to fix this and I just really need to like, go full exercise and eating disorder or something I dunno.