whitney was dancing or something ( i dont know ) and i was leaning up against a wall, and kevin was by me. then he started talking to me. it was weeeiiirrrd.
i wish i had that kind of friendship. when you know that they love you. in fact, i dont really know who my real friends are. everybody is fake. everybody is fake. everybody is fake. everybody is fake. everybody is fake. everybody is fake. everybody is fake. everybody is fake. everybody is fake.
sometimes i think people just love to hurt me, because they can. and they know what pushes me off the edge. alot of good has happened, but also alot of bad. and it didn't bother me until now. forgive me for whinning,dan
( Read more... )