So, uh, my brothers found this kitten...and...I REALLYREALLYREALLY WANTED TO KEEP IT. But my dog is stupid. And the kittie was sick. It was so sweet. It slept with me and cuddled with me and wouldn't let me leave it alone. We watched Breakfast at Tiffany's together. It's poor eyes swelled shut. I was really worried. yes. I cried. My dog ( Read more... )

Wow.......Haven't been on in what feels like YEARS. I'm sorry. Busy, busy, busy lately. DRAMA!!!! Fuck Peyton, FUCK ZACK!!!! That fucking asshole. HE DOES NOT KNOW ME!!! YOU THINK I'M THE ONE CAUSING TROUBLE!? TROUBLE STARTS WITH T AND THAT RHYMES WITH P AND THAT STANDS FOR PEYTON!! OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES AND SEE WHAT SHE'S DOING TO YOU ( Read more... )

Well, you see, the thing is, I'm tired, my head is aching, my hands are shaking, my tongue won't move, and I can barely breath, my lungs are burning, my legs are wobbling, I can't walk straight, my muscles won't stop spasming, my back feels like it's breaking, my nose is bleeding, my fingers are swollen.

In short, I'm probably dying.

FUCK YOU AND YOUR PROMS. FUCK YOU AND YOUR HAPPINESS. FUCK YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS. FUCK YOUR INDIVIDUALITY. FUCK YOUR CONFORMITY. FUCK YOUR LOVE. FUCK YOUR HATE. All I want right now is apathy. All I want right now is the calming nuetrality of an aquaitance. A band, a show. Cigarettes and jean jackets. I'm not happy. I'm not sad. I'm not ( Read more... )

Well, this is fun. I deleted so many people off my buddy list...Including Ty and Mike Love. I just don't want to care anymore. I don't want to be hurt anymore. I doon't want to see him and feel awkward and inadequate. I AM beautiful. I don't need anyone else to tell me I am. I already know it. I'm not going to change for anyone. I'M NOT CRAZY, I ( Read more... )

I don't even know where to fucking start. I don't. Ok, how about this. My mother is being monstrously unfair!!! Apparently, I did NOTHING this past week while she did A LOT. Such as making dinner(once or twice when I didn't), supervised Elizabeth while she filtered through the junk in her room(something I also did, but apparently didn't do well ( Read more... )

My step-dad's annoying the shit out of me, my weekend was pretty much bombed, and my teenage angst is spilling all over my unfinished floors. I suck at life, and I want to just not care about Ty the way he just doesn't care about me. Fuck this. I hate the way I feel. I wanna target my hormones and shoot them dead. ( Read more... )

Why do you do this to me?  Don't do this.  I'm mad at her.  I HATE her.  I won't spend MY money on fucking flowers for HER fucking grave.  She did it to herself.  She doesn't deserve our love, our care.  I hope she's in hell, miserable.

Fuck this.  

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Oh, pooh. Scott is sick,Mike Love has no money or ride, Ty hasn't signed on yet, and I'm starving. That last bit, however, is soon to be remidied. Did I spell that right? Oh well. I think it will be only Peyton and I tonight. Woe. No Tyboys. My parents are fighting again, I'm falling apart physically, and nobody seems to have noticed how ( Read more... )

HA HA, my friends!! I just bought a lavendar colored wig!! And I am beautiful agaim. Exciting. THat's really the only thing I have to say.

....

Except that Ty is the awesomest boy EVAR. Hee.:) And that my wig is cool like cucumbers. :D

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!