Four Hundred & Forty Three

Theme: That feeling you get during your period when it feels like your uterus has been scraped out with a rusty spoon.

I feel so emotionally screwed up tonight. Aunt Irma has to be around the corner with how crap I am feeling. Someone mentioned the movie 'Marley & Me' to me today, they said nothing about it and I nearly burst out in tears. To be fair, it was a sad movie. But Christ, she only named it. It just didn't help the conversation I had with my mum. She suggested that I went onto a dating site. I would have given my sofa my credit card's pin code if it promised to open up and swallow me whole. Then she went on to saying why I struggle to make friend's. So basically what she's saying is, it that I'm uncool. Cheers. I'm so embarrassed that people know I have little friend's. I even hate writing this, but this is how my day went and I basically have to write this otherwise I'd just be flat out lying about what I did today. I also promised to write in more detail, which I have been doing, so I have to. However, I'm cringing at every word. Like I said, I think Aunt Irma has got her bags packed and she's on her way. She best be anyway, I want to be okay for the 17th. On a side note, work was jam packed full of drama, thankfully none of it had anything to do with me.

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