I hate boyfriends. They're a fucking nuisance, if anything. I don't need one and I don't want one; but it's never that fucking simple is it? For Christ's sake, I'm stuck, again, and I'm gonna have to dig my own way out of it. My own way. The only way. I need a cigarette just sitting here and thinking about it, let alone writing it out for the world ( Read more... )

Right; this is my new LJ. Welcome to the insights of a very fucked up teenager who, despite having a relatively easy life, is willing to complain about what's missing from it. The writings on this LJ are going to be brutally honest and wonderfully sarcastic so have a nice time reading my online diary, you bitches. :D