Just posted a long rant post on illnr.

One of the best. rant. posts. evar.

I feel so free and relieved.

K, not really, I still have so much to do.

Hey, my POC post is incomplete and overdue.

Oh well.

I love my mom♥

Title self-explanatory.

(':

For my mother, I will stay up all night and ace this test.

You're not sorry.

God, I'm pmsing so bad.

Who am I?

I don't know anything.

I don't even know who I am to anyone, including myself.

I probably should take my own advice but.

It's hard.

I shall die presently.

I've felt so hateful today.

Felt like slapping your face and ripping your hair out and disfiguring you.

That's a really horrid thought, and it embarrasses me to even want to hate you.

{Yes, for no reason.}

I am a horrid girl, there's no denial.

I am simply detestable.

):

My problem is, I have no trouble at all talking bad about others and feeling a feeling of great dislike for them but the guilt always comes.

It always comes.

Don't feel bad for yourself.

Have no regrets.

Feel that whatever you are doing is right.

Have confidence.

Don't worry about whatever action you took/(are about to)take.

Because it's a reflection of who you are.

And you are perfect.

(You get it, right.)

Be in control of yourself.

If you make any blunders, it's ok.

You're not perfect.

Keep that in mind.

Keep your face up, your head high, and your heart open to embrace a new day, which brings new challenges, new decisions, new hopes.

It's ok.

Problems are only temporary.

Don't solve them with permanent solutions.

They don't last forever- for a long time maybe, but not for eternity.

Never for eternity.

If they laugh, if they jest, if they mock.

Think "Shut up, you think you're so wonderful yourselves?"

Cuss, if it makes you feel better.

(Slap them mentally every time they say something stupid!)

{Thanks, Enya.}

But they don't deserve your time and brain-space.

Who cares if they disagree with your way of doing things, your train of thoughts, you.

They can just ____ for all you care.

Because it's about you.

You are in control.

Of your problems, of life.

Even if you don't think you are, you are.

Think about it.

You can always organise everything.

Make Life a to-do list.

Cross out everything to feel accomplished.

Do it without bothering about what all the others say.

They don't know anything.

You do.

At least you're trying to do something.

At least you're working.

Are they?

No.

So don't regard their comments, their presences, even.

You are giving solutions.

You tried.

Did they?

No.

They have no reason to complain, then.

They don't even want to help themselves first.

But you do.

You try.

You can do this.

I believe in you.

What he said.

*slap your bitchy face*

Ahhhhh so childish of me.

Sigh.