happy birthday kate.

i hate your family. i hate them in a way you can't possibly understand. i hate them for making you feel like an outsider, i hate them for ignoring you, i hate them for thinking you are ungrateful and that they are good parents. sometimes i think about running away with you just so you would never have to go home ever again ( Read more... )

weird phone calls make me think.
do i call him back?
i don't want to think about it.
but i feel bad.
i'm a pushover.

school is shitty. nothing really makes me happy anymore. is that what growing up is supposed to be? sometimes i think about leaving alex because i think i want to be alone but then i realize i can't because i would die. and that's all there is to it.

frick. melodrama much kate?

ps. i hate ovaries and how my ear friggin hurts.

i feel like an idiot. i always spend all my money the day i get it. then i live the next two weeks in poverty and waiting for my next paycheck. silly me.

on the other hand, i have a really cute brown/pink plaid jacket.

someone shop with me tomorrow dammit!

spent the night in the emergency room crying with a cold washcloth clutched to my eyes. i had a headache. i've got failed IV bruises everywhere.

on a second thought backwards whim we went to a party last night. it was good and i enjoyed myself. i barely knew anyone and alex was there but he didn't know anyone at all. people talked to us like we were more than silly teenagers and i barely felt uncomfortable and we had some drinks. my head started feeling fuzzy and my eyes were taking too ( Read more... )

conjunctivitus

i fucking miss you.
so much that it feels like i could die.