not good day

never is tho.

went to library went to bank went to groceries.

dont feel good.

grandma is in bad mood

want to get rid of that damn bed completlly. all it does is hurt. cant sleep on it and jsut trip on it. can't i just have the comforter to lay on the floor? why do i have to havve the damn sucky bed?

i hate life. if it weren't for harmony and dawggy's CONSTANT pushing me to be safe and to be productive i'd have already given in to david.