went to wendy’s with JJ for a milkshake and some fries. He pretty much made fun of me for my previously immature relationship with the scene boy who he told me was trouble. On the way out one of the people working there said “Thank You”. This fucking kid looks at her and says “You’re Welcome” as though he has done her some great deed. I was laughing so hard I couldn’t step up in the truck.
I’m sort of tired of everyone in our Suburbs saying they’re from “The Bay”. I mean come on, we live an hour away. Central California, not the bay area. They act like going into the city is a fucking vacation too. stfu, it’s not that amazing
Its funny, I always argue with my dad over photographs. He was a photographer for 15 years and I showed him my self portraits and portaits of others I have taken. He knows I have talent but insists I get into stills. Honestly, taking pictures of apples and shit is awkward and totally not my thing -__-. lol we run through the house showing each other the framed pictures.
Prescription drugs? Fuck that. They start to treat one thing and cause three more things. I have anxiety not depression so don’t go throwing anti depressants my way. I don’t believe aspirin even works. Really, it’s all mental. I’ve got family whose addicted to these pills and it’s torn our family apart. I’m sorry but I rather panic, smoke a little and get back to my life rather than be incoherintly laying in bed all of my life. Stick with things that grow from our earth. Just saying.
My dad has taught me a lot of life lessons. I was told never to take no for an answer. Obviously this person was taught the same. Now I wish that lesson had never surfaced because when I say no, it means no. It does not secretly mean yes and I am not being playful. I want to extend our friendship but nothing more. I do not want to come over, I don’t want you saying innappropriate things, I don’t want a fucking massage. I mean really? You’d think after I’ve said no for a year and a half now you’d get the picture. Just give up.