Shit

i want to cry. im not sad. im exhausted. i spent an hour and a half on ONE scene. and im SICK of playing the beautiful yet angry vixen.

personally, im sick of every problem that somebody can find in me. im sorry i have so many imperfections that you ahve to rub them in my face. im sorry that i ever cared about anybody. i just want to have fun. and all you can do is point out how im always wrong and its always my fault.

stupid fucking baseball game. id rather stay home, do some good crying and try to memorize my lines.

i know ill cry at this game. i wish today was a good day.

i wish yuod stop reading this entry now.


FUCK YOU SEAN. WE NEED FORMAL DRESSES AND WEDDING DRESSES. WE'RE NOT NORMAL BLUE-COLLAR GIRLS.

-HB