October 14, 2010

I'm absolutely horrified of the future. I want to fall in love. I'm sick of waiting to fall in love. I can't decide what personality disorder I have today. Something big is coming. . . I don't know what. I want to get weight-loss surgery. I'm afraid nobody will support me. What if it doesn't work? I'm so freaking sick of school it's not even funny. I can't imagine myself succeeding. I think I'm going to fail. I want someone to just tell me what to do with my life. I don't want to make my own decisions anymore. I'd rather be dead than poor.