kinda want to fuck
My anxiety has been really bad lately and it keeps worrying me that it will never let me accomplish anything in life. I love the new kitten that Andrew got for me, but now I’m worried it might be too much for my crazy household. My mom has been on my dad’s case ALL day and it’s stressing me out SO much. And even though I’m a little relieved that Andrew finally knows the truth about my just now learning to drive and he seems okay with it, it just has me deeply concerned that I’ll never actually get my license and subsequently a job and my own life. And now all I’ve done is brought a small innocent animal and a wonderful, sweet guy into this horrible shitty life I’m resigned to and I feel guilty. I can hardly eat and I can’t stop shaking and almost crying.
So I got a 2 month old kitten yesterday compliments of my boyfriend :) The cat’s name was originally Dennis, which started to grow on me but now I’m thinking of calling him Figaro.
*sees beatles hate on dash*
*reblogs more beatles posts*