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These days, I get the feeling that everyone is lying to me. Every word that anyone tells me strikeds me as falsehood. No matter what they tell me; that they love me, something they did over the weekend, anything, I feel like they're just trying to fuck with me. Trying to see if I'll buy it. I'm out of control.

Fuck you, Robitussin.

I think I'll convert to Hinduism.

I've forgotten who I am. Or rather: I've lost myself. I'm completely dissatisfied. Nothing is appealing. My grades are fucked and it's like I'm just waiting for them to jump back up where they should be. I care about fewer people than ever. I say I love a lot of people I don't. I don't tell a lot of people I love that they mean the world to ( Read more... )

Today I smoked a lot, ate ice cream, sold a yearbook ad, and did absolutely nothing in any of my classes.
All in all: a good day.

I'm positive that I'm going to fail pre-cal & chemistry, unless by some miracle from the gods.

Fuck it, mayne. I'm sick of being stressed.

I'll probably regret this later, but I'm pissed ( Read more... )

I have other, possibly more important things that I could be doing. For example: I have a speech due tomorrow that I haven't started (of course). I also have chemistry homework (I have a 57 average in that class). I've got all these fucking cupcakes I'm supposed to take to school tomorrow for Valentine's day and I've got to decorate all 23 of ( Read more... )

I dated a fat ugly muffin.

Bitch, you look fucking pregnant. (Not you, Candace. :|)

omg, you're serious.

lol@you.

eep.

I don't even know who I am, anymore.