I’m becoming a mean hater ass bitch. I guess I would just like things to be a certain way and when things happen unexpectedly and not to my favor; I get really bitchy. I need to start utilizing my artistic outlet to deter this anger I guess I have built up inside me. I know I like to write, and learn, take pics, sew, paint, listen to music, draw, distress jean, etc. Those are the things that make me happy. Thrifting, spending time with friends. Lately I have been closing myself off. It’s like I’m mad that I’m miserable but I’m miserable because I’m not doing the things that I love. All I have to do is do what I love. What I’m passionate about.