I'm sick of having no real friends.

my dad says that I should get rid of the one's I do have.

he said they're assholes.

I totally agree.

that's why whenever I refer to them as friends, I always air-quote it, like, "friends"

because they're not really friends.

real friends care.
real friends care about more than themselves.

real friends don't constantly ( Read more... )

but uncouth is.

 in over my head.

 still sick of living.

looking forward to my 7.5 mile walk home from school today.

 I hate emily.
I hate her.
hate her.
hope she dies soon.

ugh. I wish that I had ONE real friend.

I am stuggling. with everything. I don't know who I am anymore because I have taken all the things that everyone has ever told me were negative and tried my hardest to omit them from my personality, so that now I am devoid of one ( Read more... )

does anyone even read this anymore? I'd kind of forgotten that it was on here, until I remembered that I used to talk to kisha on here, and tried to find her...
no luck. she deleted her shit.

I know what my problem is..
I don't make friends.
I fall in love.
with everyone.

I finally went and got the jaguar from north carolina... we left thursday evening and got home saturday morning.
what a trip.
shane is sending me emails about still being in love with me, after telling me that he basically wanted nothing more to do with me.