I’m having a really hard time. I got into an accident, just got a letter that I have to make a statement (and that they’ve made attempts to contact me..no you haven’t), or I’ll have to pay for the damages. I’ve been struggling with suicide again, consistently, not just a little bit like it’s usually been. This has been full-blown, things-keep-going-wrong-and-giving-me-more-and-more-reasons-to-end-it-all. My parents blew up at me tonight, gave me the ‘you’re an adult so act like it’ speech, that I need to stop crying and just deal with life. Fuck you too.
I want to move out but I don’t have the money. If I did I’d have to figure out something with student loans.
And school is just a bitch.
I’m so incredibly stressed and I feel like puking. Or ripping out my intestines.
My boyfriend named his new iPhone Mjolnir. He thought I would judge him. I don’t think he realizes just how much I love how nerdy he is.