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Why is it that as soon as I make my mind up about something...or someone...they unintentionally give me reasons...or I just...am reminded of why things were screwed up in the first place, not to mention my being...slightly shallow. But I mean, it's the way I am, and I'll probably regret the way I'm acting someday, a whole lot, but then again...I don't know what I want. I need more...experiences... Especially since...well, never mind. I'm sorry, Neicy, but...Ew. I can't.
I feel like shiiit.....I feel so ugly, and weird, and awkward...and ugly. I just want to go cry and mope and whine...lol...I'm such a mess...I hate school, hate hate hate!!! Mr.Williams makes me sick...what dumbass had the nerve to hire him? Stupid people just...aah! I'm gonna go sulk now.
I feel like shiiit.....I feel so ugly, and weird, and awkward...and ugly. I just want to go cry and mope and whine...lol...I'm such a mess...I hate school, hate hate hate!!! Mr.Williams makes me sick...what dumbass had the nerve to hire him? Stupid people just...aah! I'm gonna go sulk now.