Jour Stupide

Ok, for starters, that title is not a typo and I’m not pointing to anyone as stupid. It’s French for stupid day. I’m having a very bad day and everything is… well… stupid.

Priorites, priorites, priorites…

I’ve had it with it. Since day 1, I’ve been nagged over and over that I can’t have the things I used to have; I can’t spend my money on myself anymore, I have responsibilities and those responsibilities should come first. I had to give up my night life, give up partying, give up my youth entirely. And what do I get in return? Right now, absolutely nothing. Noone has the same priorities that I have. Noone has the same responsibilities I got. Noone understands what I feel. I can only depend on myself and it sucks big time.

Les menteurs vont a l’enfer

How many times do I have to say things over and over? I hate it when promises are broken. I’ve had it up to here from forgiving and forgiving repeated sins. Pregnant or not, I don’t want to be treated as a fool, I’ve had enough already!

Cela atait une plaisanterie stupide

First Ever

I am Joiz and this is the very very very first post of this blog. I don’t know what made me make another one of this blogs but I hope this would become more productive than the last attempt.

I should be introducing myself, I think, but I think I shall put it off for next time.

PS: I have to work on this blogs’ template….

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