This is a photo of me when I first got my mohawk done in June. The pink has basically faded out by now. Hopefully, it won't matter that this is up and no one I know will some how stumble upon this. Well, that's me! = )
Hey girl, I love the pic!You look good with a mohawk, I'm envious, I feel like such a granny. It takes cojones to put your face up for all to see. Granted these people don't know you in real life but in alot of ways that can be worse, they can be way more vicious and critical. Parents are a drag and alot of times they only see what they want to see. In my case it was really stupid because my mom had lived through my dad's smack frenzy, she left him because of it. By the time she finally pulled her head outta her ass it was way too late, I was like thanx but no thanx, I'm cool. In that sitch your fucked one way or the other, nobody wants to get caught but at the same time your thinkin what the fuck! If they really gave a damn about me wouldn't they notice?
Yeah, I definitely agree. I don't want to get caught, but I want to say to them, "Uhh... do you realize what's going on?" They've questioned me and all I had to say was, "No." and they didn't follow up. It makes me nervous, I feel like something sneaky is going on, but it's probably unfounded. I'm glad that I have parents, obviously, but if I didn't have them I would do whatever I wanted. I feel like the pressure of family makes me feel like I have to stay partially on the straight and narrow (obviously, not that much pressure).
God forbid you walk into your house one day and find yourself embroiled in an episode of Intervention! UUUUHG what a nightmare! However, if that happened to me I would make sure it was the most entertaining episode ever......and probably end up commited to a psych ward shortly thereafter. Seriously though, I think the fact that you are even half way on the right path is a good thing, it's when you say fuck it that shit goes sideways.I have definitly enjoyed the life I lived, I wouldn't change it for anything but it's not an easy road. I think you have the right idea.
Haha, if I walked in and found myself on Intervention I would just being to talk to the wall, floor, or some other inanimate object. It would be a deep conversation. They would then have to take me a padded room, I'm cool with that. Whenever anyway has a serious conversation like that with me I just think dumb shit in my head to calm down, I think last time it was: "3, 2, 1, blast off... darn, okay let's try again. 3, 2, 1, suicide... darn, okay..." The more I make it seem funny to myself the less tense I get.
I hope I have the right idea. I feel so stressed out right now, I just wish I didn't have to make so many decisions. More to the point, I wish I didn't have to deal with any of this.
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Hey girl, I love the pic!You look good with a mohawk, I'm envious, I feel like such a granny. It takes cojones to put your face up for all to see. Granted these people don't know you in real life but in alot of ways that can be worse, they can be way more vicious and critical.
Parents are a drag and alot of times they only see what they want to see. In my case it was really stupid because my mom had lived through my dad's smack frenzy, she left him because of it. By the time she finally pulled her head outta her ass it was way too late, I was like thanx but no thanx, I'm cool. In that sitch your fucked one way or the other, nobody wants to get caught but at the same time your thinkin what the fuck! If they really gave a damn about me wouldn't they notice?
Thanks! = )
Yeah, I definitely agree. I don't want to get caught, but I want to say to them, "Uhh... do you realize what's going on?" They've questioned me and all I had to say was, "No." and they didn't follow up. It makes me nervous, I feel like something sneaky is going on, but it's probably unfounded. I'm glad that I have parents, obviously, but if I didn't have them I would do whatever I wanted. I feel like the pressure of family makes me feel like I have to stay partially on the straight and narrow (obviously, not that much pressure).
God forbid you walk into your house one day and find yourself embroiled in an episode of Intervention! UUUUHG what a nightmare! However, if that happened to me I would make sure it was the most entertaining episode ever......and probably end up commited to a psych ward shortly thereafter.
Seriously though, I think the fact that you are even half way on the right path is a good thing, it's when you say fuck it that shit goes sideways.I have definitly enjoyed the life I lived, I wouldn't change it for anything but it's not an easy road. I think you have the right idea.
Haha, if I walked in and found myself on Intervention I would just being to talk to the wall, floor, or some other inanimate object. It would be a deep conversation. They would then have to take me a padded room, I'm cool with that. Whenever anyway has a serious conversation like that with me I just think dumb shit in my head to calm down, I think last time it was: "3, 2, 1, blast off... darn, okay let's try again. 3, 2, 1, suicide... darn, okay..." The more I make it seem funny to myself the less tense I get.
I hope I have the right idea. I feel so stressed out right now, I just wish I didn't have to make so many decisions. More to the point, I wish I didn't have to deal with any of this.
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