so I made a huge mistake. I'll admit it okay? and I told you that
this morning. I didn't mean it. it's not what I wanted. I regret
doing it. I want you back. what else can I say? when you hug
me I never want you to let go of me. I thought I was gonna burst
into tears and melt into a puddle at your feet. I've been an emotional
wreck. you said it made you feel really down this entire week and
for that I'm sorry. that's my fault. I don't ever want to make you
feel like that again. its true you know, you don't know what you've
got until its gone. you said you wanna be friends. hopefully this
isn't too far gone. I just want you.
yeah cool you think you're pretty cool, think you can tell
me what to do. you may be my parents, but you don't have
complete say over my life. you can't control who I hang out
with. and yeah, I may bitch about people through a facebook
status, but it doesn't mean I'm serious. it also doesn't mean
we need to have a discussion of any sort. just because I say
something like that doesn't mean I'm tearing down the world.
screw getting a job, maybe I don't want to contribute to the
world. its the last little bit of summer and I just want to make
the most of it and hang out with my friends. clearly the fact
that you spent every spare minutes together for a year and a
half has slipped your mind... go figure
you are a fuckin bitch. I don't even see the need for you
to spread rumors that your ex boyfriend beats you.
He didn't push you down the stairs so stop telling people
that and grow the fuck up. Its pathetic that you're getting
other people to fight your battles for you. but clearly, you
have no friends in our grade because we know who you
truly are. WE are done with your fuckin lies. I done with
your lies.
I hate being in this fucking city because
every fucking thing reminds me of you
and it fucking hurts.
its none of your business what I do.
f you and your stupid vocal jazz and
the entire music department. music
is just a drag to me now. you think everyone
loves you but you're just a fat cow ms hounjet.
and you eat the children you don't like. bite me!
I really love my solo in vocal
jazz, not gonna lie. I knew right
away that it was gonna be mine.
I just had a feeling.
“When we hold each other, in the darkness, it doesn’t make the darkness go away. The bad things are still out there. The nightmares are still walking. When we hold each other, we feel — not safe, but better. ‘It’s all right,’ we whisper. ‘I’m here. I love you.’ And we lie, ‘I’ll never leave you.’ For just a moment or two the darkness doesn’t seem so bad. When we hold each other.”
Today was supposed to be the one day about me. We're too
busy tomorrow so we were supposed to do stuff for my birthday today.
Cool.....how dare you openly mock me in front of people. I hate
when you do that. I hate being made fun over something I take
seriously. And you know what, I wanna pick out my own things.
It's my birthday, money shouldn't matter. Why would I use your
stuff because its "cheaper" when I should be getting the stuff I want
anyways. You know, fuck you. Its not even my birthday till tomorrow
and it already sucks. guess sixteen isn't so special after all seeing
as how you don't even care to apologize or try and make it better.
Thanks once again for a truly awful special occasion, they seem
to be a regular celebration around here. and WTF I'm not a large!
“You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could’ve, would’ve happened… or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on.”
— Tupac Shakur
you creep me out. don't come over
to my house again please..
But really, all we want, and I speak for the entire human race here, is contact. Someone to let us know that we aren’t alone. That the world isn’t a dream and you and I really are happening at the same time, even if it’s not in the same place. That this is real. You’re really there. I’m really here. We’re real.
This is real.
so...I've decided I LOVE snowboarding
now and I really wanna get good at it!
“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.”
— Choke