One of those nights were im annoyed and angry at absolute nothing.
September 2011
I don't like clingy people. Holy shit.
It’s annoying.
I'm so confused,
and i think it has alot to do with me still not being over sixth grade.
i’m scared.
ignoreeeee.
this wasn’t supposed to happen this year.
what am i doing.
i can’t stop thinking.
this doesn’t feel real.
i feel pathetic.
because i can’t stop talking.
and because, i don’t think i even make sense.
and because, i’m confused.
and because, i took the time to count how long it’s been.
and because 3 years & 18 days don’t seem that long ago.
and because, i keep saying, ” and ” since i can’t think of any better words to use right now.
i feel stupid.
i’m sorry.
This doesn't feel real.
like, as though i could jump off a bridge, die, & still come back to life again.
i has a boyfrannn.
holy. fuuuuck.
alriiight.
i think i wanna sleep, now, but probably from all this brain power, and shiiiet, i’ll wake up late. i hope i do. [:
yawww.
Guess who has a date to homecoming ?
I do !
my day goes for the most part good
then something horribly bad always happens
it gets me thinking sometimes.
What is this ? ! Eighth Grade Part Two.
Soo, this isn’t my fault.
Okay.
I stopped talking to yo’ ass for a little more than a day, & now you refuse to speak to me too.
What. The. Fuck.
First of all, i wasn’t the little asshole who decided to say stupid shit.
That was just not okay.
I want to talk because i know tomorrow will be bad.
A Day.
Third period will be the worst.
It will ruin my entire day.
Andddd, i will die.
