Stupid small towns. Word here travels fast.
*hides in a box*

Ugh. Am I not entitled to just have one night of doing whatever I want without everyone knowing about it? It's my buisness, why the fuck can't everyone else mind their own damn buisness?

Grr

I was so scared yesterday, with it being Friday the 13th and all. But the day turned out unexpectedly well. There should be more Friday the 13th's.

I cannot wait!! I think I've driven everyone I know insane talking about the trip, but I don't care, I'm just so excited!! I found my yearbook from grade 7, and was reading all the things people wrote in it. I remember, then, that I felt that no one liked me or wanted to be my friend, but now that I look back, I think I was just too shy to ( Read more... )

"We'll think about it" means yes in parent language, right????

104 days!!!!!!!

This day has gone from bad to awesome so fast.

I'm not afraid of standing still.
I'm just afraid of being bored.
I'm not afraid of speaking my mind.
I'm just afraid of being ignored.

I'm not afraid of feeling and I'm not afraid of trying.....
I'm just afraid of losing and I am afraid of dying

This is my tribute to the nice girls. To the nice girls who are overlooked, who become friends and nothing more, who spend hours fixating upon their looks and their personalities and their actions because it must be they that are doing something wrong ( Read more... )

I'm not sure why I'm writing. I usually only write when I have something to write about, but right now my mind won't shut up, so I feel like I need to make an entry to get things off my mind. The only problem is I don't know what it is that I need to get off my mind. This night was weird. I kept seeing couples everywhere, and while a part of me ( Read more... )

The show last night was fucking amazing. One of the greatest things about it was that,  other than one certain person, there was no one  there that I had to try and avoid. It was fanatastic. And moshing was great fun, although I got someone hair in my eye and was almost blinded. And I think I touched the penis of the dirty guy next to me. But other ( Read more... )

Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I couldn't care less

The thing about posting lyrics here is that no one ever realizes when they're about them. Then again, do you even read my entries? Doubtful.