Been taking more butt selfies than actual selfies.
i have a list of like 10 things that i need to talk to jenna about.
excitedly waiting for her to get off work soon, so we can smoke a bowl and chat.
Matt and Sarah are visiting us tomorrow! Matt and Sarah are visiting us tomorrow!
Me ft American Apparel body suit.
Since I promised myself I would stay quiet and not contact you,
I’ll say it on here…
“Happy birthday, handsome.”
my anxiety and depression are on another level. it is like my prozac has just stopped working completely.
i feel fear and pain like i haven’t felt since i was a little kid. i call my mom every night in tears, because i have a panic attacks about death and the human ego and how i feel like nothing really matters. i just always want my mom and i am struggling daily to keep my composure.
i just really don’t understand what is happening to me, because i was doing SO well.
I adore Jenna so much.
She supports the hell out of me and I support the hell out of her.
She always tells me how strong I am, but really, she’s just as strong of a woman.
I admire how she pushes through hard times with out breaks //with out breaking.
She has been killing it here in Des Moines, while I have been really struggling. I feel awful for not being the best friend I should be.
Basically she is perf, and I hope I can have babies with her and marry her some day.