The bitterness of one who's left alone... ohhh the years burn

[smshngpmpkns79]

The date with Gabe didn't work out this weekend... long story that I don't feel like explaining. I hung out with Paul on Saturday and Sunday. I love Paul, he is the greatest best friend in the entire world :) And if he went online once in awhile, he would read this ::shakes fist

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[anonymous]

ah i'm sorry. adam's Okay, i don't like him. i just reaaally want his fucking lips and his body. i'm sorry. now i'm sad. but um, we're not really matched for eachother. i just want his like, lips all over my fucking breasts. yo even if they're chapped, they're nice. i'm sorry. ah ah ah. sara should show him this hahaha. i make myself look really dumb anyway too often to care much what anyone thinks about it because my feelings don't really get hurt unless i like looked up to the person (such as ms. suchy or you) i wouldn't ever want either of you to be mad with me. i read your journal. i just feel like a loser because i can relate and i feel it all too, i just never want anyone to see that because i'm too cool and hopeless in that aspect anyway. and you know my depression really just converts to aggression anyway. i broke my snowglobe the other night and that one time i got pissed off i couldn't see mike levine at our last jazz ensemble practice i kicked that hole in the wall. i have problems, i just would rather nobody else know