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angry rants
i wish i knew what to write here but i don't. i wish that was my most pressing problem but obviously it's not. i think and feel too much and i spend all my time making wishes that never come true. it's about damn time i start making some of my own magic and granting my own wishes because i don't know where my fairy-god mother ran off to.

my life is pretty shitty - according to my own standards which are the only ones that matter. i don't have a best friend, or really that many friends at all. i'm not smart or pretty and i'm sure as hell not skinny, but that i will be. i will be skinny and i will change my life. no more fucking wishing on stars and coins in fountains, this is it.

right now i'm sort of just floating in limbo, searching for a way to get out. i'm unsure of what i really want aside from the obvious.

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1) I can’t do anything right. No matter how hard I try, I’m just never good enough. What the fuck is wrong with me? I’m a complete failure and I have no one to blame but myself. I complain and complain, and always fail. This is getting me no where.

(Source: angry-rants, via cold-comfort)

1 year ago