So i decided that i dont know what im going to to with this journal.

I mean who really wants to lisen to what i do.

This cant be a journal so why do they call it one.

Journals are suppose to be secret to you but yet everybody can see what your writting.

I'm a loser and have no life and i need one.

I need someone.

Im offcially a slut.

I really am.

No guy ive liked has actually likes me they just do shit and not really like me for me.

Im really sick of it.

I fell like shit right now.

I think teh global frezzing of our time is so coming!

Im sorry i really am

IM sorry to anyone who puts up with my shit.

IM sorry to you. (i miss you)

Im sad .....

You can call me a slut ( Read more... )

I'm sore. I dyed my hair black. My favourite bra broke thats all i ahve to say.

asap

heeey

I'm mad very mad. I want to go see saved the day so much but i cant.

This sucks they sold out. Im very mad. I hope ill maybe get some tickets.

I doubt it. I'm never that lucky with anything.