||[Apr. 27th, 2004|03:07 am]
When i'm stressed, i'm inevitably frustrated, and I then get irrational.
When I get irrational, I do things I invariably regret.
I'm a fucking hypocrite who attracts trouble and drama. I can't get away from it, no matter what I do. You'd think I like it or something, but I don't. I don't like feeling like shit, sorry. I'm just young, what do I know.
Trouble is brewing. I'm flipping out at every little thing.
I never thought I'd see the day where i'd see problems like this (constantly, also) arise. I knew the agreements and similarities would end sometime.
I'm too stubborn and (com)passionate, my two lovely downfalls and flaws.