ugh, complain complain, suckiness everywhere, okay thats done, my life is shit right now i keep fucking things up, i went over to annas saturday to apologize for being a bit of a d-bag, only to find her under a blanket with john martin, on her couch. i turn eighteen this thursday not anyone cares but me, drab, i have noone to spend my birthday ( Read more... )

its been awhile journal, aww, how i have not missed you, maybe just a little bit, thats just maye, and just a little bit ( Read more... )