sometimes i wish i lived in a high house, or apartment complex where i could go onto the roof and just look out onto the streets. see life from a diffrent perspective. that'd be nice.

this has got to be one of the worst weeks ever. EVERYDAY i feel like just going into a little ania ball, and crying my eyes out. The world just doesn't want to coperate with me anymore, and frankly, I don't like it one bit.

man... yesterday it's been a year with jerry.

mmm. im tired. shit, tomorrows monday.

I have a question for you all, what do you think being romantic is about?

WHY IS LIFE SO CONFUSING?! WHY ISNT IT JUST BLACK AND WHITE? WHY IS THERE GODDAMNED GRAY!?

i promise myself that i will not let anyone get in my way this weekend, and if they do i will ignore them and go onw will my life until they bow down and kiss my feet.

yeah.

u heard.

i hated today. hated. loathed. despised. fuck man i still do.

hope is the life raft you get when the ship crashes. faith in the betterment of the future is the life jacket that's strapped onto you.

So being a high school senoir isn't as easy as i thought it would be, it's hard work, but good hard work. Like i actually want to do well, y'know? Anyway, i'll write more later. I hope everyones doin well in college n high school.

:D

throwin up ain't fun, let me tell you my friend.