Why does it take so damn long to figure my shit out. I've only recently come to grips with the reality that I have Binge eating disorder and I'm impulsive as fuck. I did not want to turn out like this.

Update: I live in Sacramento with R, my soon to be husband and two other roommates. I go to sac state, still trying to finish up my bachelors degree. And I'm only now learning I have a lot of bad habits that feel impossible to break. I also turn 25 in a couple weeks.

I'm also on the verge of getting up and telling the people across from me at the library to shut the fuck up politely, I don't fucking need to hear them making out and laughing at dumb shit while on the designated quiet floor of the library. I wish I wasn't a pansy and just said something already. I'm scared of them making fun of me or being dicks because holy god I wouldn't be able to handle that much rage choking me up.

this blog is probably stupid and boring, and nobody wants to read it.
But I guess that means I can say whatever the fuck I want.
Like I think it's ok to slap kids that are being shit heads.
and if I wanna leave my dog outside, it will be fine because it's a fucking dog.
and for fuck's sake some people are so dense how do they function?

Damn I never thought it would happen to me but looking back at a lot of my facebook and blog posts make me cringe. I'm stupid.