blargh
its christmas time and up until now i was so fucking into it. and now i’m just a depressed mess because one boy decided to like trample me and rip me apart and now i don’t know which direction i’m facing half the time or what’s going on. i think it’s definitely that plus the fact that one week from today marks one year and it sucks that like, my family is falling apart and now i’m falling apart and all i want to do is celebrate christmas in memory of my gramma. but now all i can do is listen to depressing brand new and sit in my room barely talking to anyone. three cheers for the story of my life.