got a job. sort of seeing someone. been a good past few days. i just wish my anxiety would go away. i really don’t want to fuck this up. at all
going through a pretty rough time in brooklyn while trying to find a job…and having to find another place to live…and all of that good stuff. so i got a paypal account. if anybody wants to donate anything it’d be greatly appreciated. i would love to go grocery shopping, ha. i’ll write you a letter or send you cookies or something. my email is email@example.com
going to be productive. going to walk to the food stamp office and apply for all sorts of fun things. hopefully i get them because being able to make dinner would be awesome. off to the bar at some point later for drinking monday, and then going to see terresa. all in all it should be a good day. i even had my dunkin this morning. wonderful
i’ve been up more or less since 7am because i had this wonderfully fucked up ongoing nightmare. it really freaked me out. i was just so exhausted i kept falling asleep. ugh. there’s nothing to do today. supposed to meet up with my friend jay in a bit cause i haven’t seen him in a while but i don’t know. whatevs.
it’s going to be a very very long day. i do not feel good. at all. sarah, you are a wonderful lady by the way and i am beyond jealous of your ridiculously cute relationship. find me a nice boy<3 haha. ugh. i am honestly questioning if i even want to live in brooklyn anymore. i’m so stressed out and getting so god damned sick. uga;lsdkfj