he said i was a figment of his imagination ( Read more... )

i played dress-up instead of playing in the snow because that's all i was allowed. it was almost as fun though, and i'm a little happier with life. i also got a little bit of sleep, so i'm not as living-dead as this afternoon ( Read more... )

it's winter, my laundry is in the dryer, i got shoes for thirty five cents, i'm done all my homework, i have notes to hand out this week, and i can finally get some sleep.

i should be really pumped about life.

but i'm not.

ugh.

i'm not a person anymore. i walk around, i hold conversations, i even laugh every now and then, but i don't think i'm alive. i keep watching waking life and each time i get a little bit more jealous of the main character. i'm just as dead as he is, why don't i get the meanings to life ( Read more... )

i really don't care anymore.

please don't hate me yet ( Read more... )

i'm not focused enough for sleep tonight, i can't keep my mind on the book that's supposed to put me to sleep. i wish he'd call me back, i hope he does. it's still early but it feels like four a.m. somehow. just without the pretty sky. i miss sitting in this chair for hours just watching the sky changing, or the rain falling. school has officially ( Read more... )

i'm sorry.

did you guys know that in the second week of february i will be three hours away from my online lover? it's official this time. it's a school trip, it can't get canceled. i have three and a half months to convince him that i'm worth the drive.

i'm tired and useless, and i should have gone to bed a long time ago. no wonder girls hate me.