I tried to be happy this week, I tried to look forward to things, I tried to be nice, and I pretended like I didn’t give a fuck.
Just that short, 15 second dialogue between them and her throwing the ball in his direction pissed me the fuck off. I don’t know what’s so hard to understand. Maybe they just don’t want to understand. I can’t talk too much shit though, because I did the same thing. Oh well. I’ll just sit here and think thoughts I don’t want to think.
I guess I just have too much hope.
raise ur hand if you hold yourself to really unrealistically high standards and then beat yourself up when you fall short of perfection