I used to cry so much – but now I find that I can’t cry at all, which is all I want to do. I can feel it all inside of me, but it just won’t come out anymore. I’m so sick of my roommates animals stinking up the apartment and I don’t have the guts to say anything. But I should be able to, right? I pay almost 400 dollars in rent each month. Her dog just pooped, not to mention – in liquid form – in my bathroom, which is carpet(stupidly enough). As if I haven’t felt sick all day, I have to come home and clean up a mess that isn’t even mine? Then last night, my so called best friend, who drinks entirely way too much was getting all this attention at the bar and giving me a hard time because I don’t want to show my cleavage or drink more. Hey, I’m sorry I’m responsible and have a 23,000 dollar car I’m just got. Maybe that’s why I don’t get attention, its obviously the reason, because I’m not a skank. Her boyfriend just recently joined basic and even before he went, she cheated on him in Vegas. I hope he crushes her…