You're love for me will Grow

Sunday is like ice cream. That is why they named it Sunday. What, you actually thought the name was given to the ice cream after a sunday? No way. I got up quite upset for whatever reason, I don’t know. It mostly had to do with last night and the way my significant other- treated me so insignificantly. What do I mean to him? Am I his bitch? Well, he is surely in for a rude awakening, believe me. I go out of my way to perform nice gestures and I feel used. Everyone says patience is key. He’ll change, he’ll get better. I truly believe, he takes me for granted. Because surely, without one doubt in my mind, I am the best thing that happened to this guy and he doesn’t appreciate it. Well, he’ll be crying for it once I’m gone. If I talk to him, communicate, he always says I overreact. Guys are so fucken fucked. Hana came over today. We went by the beach and smoked soooo much until I forgot how to inhale. We went to Wal-mart and bought junk food. I came home to find out it was my mother’s birthday. So there was more junk food on its way. I ate soooo much food that I honestly felt like sticking my finger down my throat. That’s not a good sign. Everyone commenting on my weight lose. Yes, it’s working already. Well, it must just get more hardcore from now on. Fasting two times a week and crazy amount of exercise will be exactly what I need. I think I really need to find a job. I hate working however. Hmm, we’ll see on Monday shall unfold.