*sometimes you just need to love.*

this is it.

dear sara.

this is an open letter to you.

right now, youre scared. scared because you dont have one clue what youre doing.

you dont like your job. you dont like the people you know. you have no social life. no romantic life. no family life. no nothing.

you dont take care of yourself. little to no exercise. shit nutrition. a stress level no one should have. emotional and mental pain that is wreaking havoc on your brain. you dont sleep at nite.

you do nothing that is "fun". you eat. you sleep. you watch tv. you read. and you go to work. that is your life. for fucks sake.

you have debt. debt someone your age shouldnt have. but youve got it. and instead of dealing with it, you push it out of the way. you hide it. you just make it go away.

instead of laughing and smiling all day, you are angry, frustrated, pushing back tears, trying to "handle" it all. you do dishes once a week if youre lucky. you do laundry once a month. your car has had a flat tire for a week and instead of fixing it, you just kept refilling it with air.

you are lazy. and unmotivated. if you could sleep all day, every day, you would.

you dont know what you want. you dont know how to figure it out.

youre sitting around waiting for a boy to "come to his senses". well he has. and those senses dont include you. get over it for fucks sake.

you wont be going home for your birthday. and you wont be seeing any concerts. and you wont be taking any trips. you wont be getting a new laptop. you will be getting yourself out of debt. cause if you dont do it now. you never will.

you wont be coming home and sitting in front of your computer everynite for the next 6 months like you have the last 6 months. i dont give a shit what you do, just dont do that. no more online shopping. no more "its on sale. its okie." no more anything.

just work. and pay off your debts. and save some fucking money. that way one day you can take a trip.

less tv. more reading. you have a library here. use it for christs sake. its free you idiot.

no more morning donuts. no more afternoon snacks.

seriously. youre on this spiral right now. and its going down. and if you dont get off it. then youll end up in a pile on the floor.

so wipe those tears off your face. cause theyve been there for weeks now. and quit your fucking bitching and just do it.

thanks.

management

written @ 11:06 pm on 30.01.03
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