Why is it that we always make promises to ourselves, and yet, when the time comes not to do want we promise not to, we still do it? Sometimes I hate myself so very much for giving in when I know I shouldn't. It's amazing, for some things, I have such an iron will, but for others, I'm weak as anything. It's so funny, the only time I truly look myself in the eyes in the mirror is when I loathe myself.
Hmm, I actually had soemthing interesting to say before, but I've completely forgotten what it was supposed to be. Ah well.
Hmm, I actually had soemthing interesting to say before, but I've completely forgotten what it was supposed to be. Ah well.