happy new years?

Fuck it.

i can't be happy with myself.
no matter how much i change to what satisfies me, and how much i alter, mutilate, and destroy my body, i look in the mirror and i'm not happy with myself. something's holding me back.

but what is it?

on another note, who wants to fix my dreads?

so im sitting here coughing my lungs up, not looking at the keyboard. just thinking. the brothers bugging me. its aqlways about time or something. when cna i go on the computer blah blah blah everything needs to be on the fucking dot. so i might have strep or something...i hope i dont because i might not be able to go to camp. and that would suck ( Read more... )

acute alcohol poisening...
and a chest cold.
i can't talk.

boy do i love life.

finals are done i have fifteen minutes till schools out.
i have to pee soooo bad.

schools over 930 tomorrow.
THANK FUCKING GOD.

i can't breathe.
i think i'm sickkk.

8 days till camp.
oooh fuck

i've bombed all my finals so far.
great.

the sketchiest sketchy sketch sketch kid just confessed his love for me.
i dont want to take my math final tomorrow...hes in my class.