went for night study last night with boyfriend at mac and only came home this morning. i cant decide if its productive or not, hmmm.

i hate it when my emotions and irrational self play me like this. love does funny things, one of which is raining down a whole load of crappy emotions on you in the middle of the night to make you feel insignificant and unworthy and pathetic and emo and other rubbish and all that will equate to hating yourself. those people who say to think with your heart and not your head are idiots, and i believe i'm one of them.

its 2am and i'm gonna shit, let's hope all that negative emotions that's currently overwhelming me now will be flushed out of my system like my unworthy smelly and stinky shit. dont go ewwing, because i know your shit stinks as well.

that's what you get when you let your heart win