#can i just..

I think I run my mouth a little too much, like have I EVER heard of INSIDE THOUGHTS??? INSIDE THOUGHTS STAY INSIDE!!! BUT I GET TOO FUCKING SICK OF THEIR BARKING, SO I TAKE THEM OUTSIDE, BUT THEN THEY GET FREE FROM THE LEASH AND JUST BARK UP THE WHOLE DAMN NEIGHBORHOOD!!!!!

...It’s Valter’s turn for an upgrade and I’m not mentally ready for that responsibility.

I'm just so frustrated with packing right now. I want to just throw everything on the floor and scream. My 3DS seems to be gone forever, no matter how many boxes I dig through. The backpack I was going to take has something really gross on it (I blame my cat) so I have to take my smaller more beat up pack and hope it doesn't fall apart. I have exactly three pairs of shorts for a week long trip that will be in the sun. (Not to mention the fact that I hate wearing shorts in public since I gained so much weight from my medicine. It just ends up making me feel like such a fatass.) I can't find my travel sketchbook amywhere, nor can I find any swimsuits that fit me. (Again, I've gone up about three sizes since last summer.) My beige bra is broken so of course I can't take any light colored tops until I buy a new one, and I can't just go to the store to buy one because 90% of stores don't carry my size. And on top of all that, my stupid hair wants to be a complete dick. I tried to strip the blue out of it so I could have purple hair, I bleached it three times, THREE FUCKING TIMES, and the purple STILL didn't take. It's so ugly. I'm really really mad about that because my hair is the one part of my appearance that I normally have complete control over. I know this is stupid, and being mad at all of these little things is dumb, but that honestly just makes me more angry. Like, why do I have to be so upset over such trivial things?

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