I hate everyone and everything right fucking now.

im mad because me and my "best friend" are fighting.

im mad because i can't trust anyone that i care about to actually stick around.

im mad because i wanted to release all my anger on a great run and i can't run because my Achilles tendon was hurting too much and i couldn't even do half of my normal run.

im mad because while attempting to run i spontaneously broke out into tears.

im mad because i still feel fat and ugly even though i've been working so hard.

im mad that i feel that way despite everyone telling me that i've lost weight.