8 in the morning and eating ice-cream. oh, wait. it’s still night for me. i haven’t slept all night. i hate college. not trying to be dramatic or anything, but sometimes i like to think how my life will be much easier if i became a prostitute.
i think my dad is having an affair and we just finished having dinner at this fancy restaurant with this ‘other woman’. i can’t help but think that he only took me to prevent himself from doing something really stupid. and i got food poisoning. omg. it’s a private hell. my life sucks.
i’m extremely lonely right now. omg. i hate my life.