Blaish

I'm sad. Plan and simple. I know that what I do is wrong- all of it. I don't know why I don't just stop- I'm addicted to the attention. I'm a fucking attention whore. I realized today that I do have a quality that my mother posses...her selfishness/the world revolves around me mentality. My mother is a wonderful woman, don't get me wrong, she did a wonderful job in being a mother. But she believes that the world revolves around her. It's never about how something effects you, but how it will make her look. God, you would think that we were Greek. The rest of me is all my father- laid back, wild, stubborn, creative, self motivated.

I'm just in a bad mood.