Oct 03, 2007 15:48
one of my best friends is moving 8 hours away in a month, the boy i like flirts with lots of girls, my grades are seriously horrible..i dont know if i'll graduate, i dont have a job, im dependent on everyone around me, and i just want a cigarette but i want to clean up my act.
you seem like such a lucky bastard and youre not even cocky about it and thats what makes me so fucking irate with everything you get to do. i'll never be as good as you. mom and dad made that pretty clear and im starting to see it myself.
fuck this, if things dont get better in 2 years, im going to kill myself. you can all refer back to this as documented proof.