Well once again Harold Camping has made his new and improved calculations for the rapture happening tomorrow.
Yippie! ... *That was sarcasm*
In a way, I kinda wish I could just be taken away in the rapture. I am so tired. Not exactly physically or mentally tired, but emotionally. Not only does tomorrow bring about the end of the world *allegedly*, but it brings my fucking birthday.
Do I care about getting older, not really *yet*, it's just that life makes it's way of going down hill for the rest of the year. It's fucking clockwork. EVERY. YEAR.
In my head I'm planning strategic cutting places cause I know it'll most likely come to that. (p.s. I cut last monday after being clean for about 16 weeks -__-)
Does the rest of the world live like this? This can't be a normal life, because why would anyone go through this?