writing in here always sucks. i feel like i only turn to this journal when i'm desperately in need of some place to stow my feelings; i always end up writing the same things. on the contary, however, i've been writing recently due to an overwhelming feeling of obligation. who knows what goes on in my head? certainly not i
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I really wish there was one person on the face of this earth that I could talk to about this. I really, really need that. Everything else I desire is so trivial compared to that.
I did one of these a couple of weeks ago, but I'm waiting for Dana so I'll do this one and see what's changed. Haha. THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME
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I hope right now she's saying, "God, I really hate this about her..." and going on and on. And I hope that instead of saying, "No, she's my friend," he's nodding in agreement.I'm not sure anymore if it's them or me
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at school. layout session. listening to 50 cent, usher and the spice girls. having an awesome time. except some people make me want to puke. that's all.
i know several people who make me want to gouge out my eyeballs no matter what they say or do. they are just so unbearably pathetic that it's enough to make me feel good about myself. and we all know how rarely that happens
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