i was wide awake lying in bed and couldn't stop thinking.
i don't like me. and it fucks me over a lot in life.
love = happiness. rachel = unhappy.
you have to love yourself before you can love someone else;
no wonder i'm such a fucking lonely person.
we all want to feel wanted.
i hate when im high by myself and bored
next paycheck goes to a haircut
sitting here with queen, haagen-dazs cookie dough dynamo, water and more weed
people have the week off school so they work while i get to work less and be lazy. cool.
omg valentines day is tomorrow omgomgomgomSHUT THE FUCK UP
i listen to a lot of kanye lately.
soldiers is a good band
listen to them
http://www.myspace.com/soldiersny
my job is shitty and stressful
get off my back and onto someone elses
i work more than everyone else, give me a fucking break
i think i've decided to go to george brown for sure
i've been accepted and theres no residence so i'll live in my own student housing
and it's in the middle of downtown toronto so party the fuck on
i'm looking forward to moving on in life more than i thought i would.
time to leave this town, start fresh with people who aren't rich suburban judgemental fucks.
motherfucking tombstone OH!
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edit: who the fuck invented the word blog