"Somedays I am virtuous, but somedays I'm just bad".
The latter part of that quote sums up the last hour and a half of my life.
I let my temper get the better of me for an hour and a half.
Which is really bothersome, and not okay.
Sorry family, don't disown me.
I promise I'll be happy tomorrow.
If I could just be perfect all the time, that would be awesome, thanks.
I have a growing pain in my arm. *whimper*
3 comments:
um... you're not growing, your 19.
Well apparently my arms are still growing.
Em, if you family disowns you, the Denny family will take you in, in a heartbeat :)
mariam
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