yes this is the rant and no i want elle-jay cut it
okay.
fuck it.
i control-a-backspace'd it.
you don't want to hear it anyway.
to cut the story short, i cried for 8 fucking hours straight last night. that beats my record from that time i watched "the pianist" and cried the whole time. yes, this was much worse. and i don't even know how to explain it. it's like all this summer i've been pretending i was happy, but i've been completely fucked up the whole time. and it's not because of the "obvious" reason. not at all. it's everything..and nothing. at the same time. because i fucking said so. like i'm ignoring all of my friends..kind of on purpose. because i've developed an overwhelming fear of the phone. but i want to see all of my friends; i really do. especially anna because she's leaving soon. god fucking damnit. i need to stop being a fucking shithead.
WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK! it's saturday. how the FUCK is it saturday? i thought it was like..wednesday. the show is tonight. [i probably won't be going but yea] so this is what i get for reading all week. oh, and i haven't watched tv ONCE this week. except jimmy kimmel live for about 5 minutes. and he's not funny, but i laughed so fucking hard. and it stretched my jaw which caused immense pain. i should've gone to the the fucking emergency room. i always have before when this happens. not that it's happened since i was seven.. but yea.
i can't hear out of my left ear.
aaaand, the butterfly effect was actually a really god movie, even though ashton kind of looked like he was going to burst out laughing at the most serious parts. and it made me cry. :(
oh, and everyone prank call 901.406.3045 because they keep calling me at fucking 3am and asking for sally in a retarded-ass voice.
so fuck off. and leave a comment. 'cause i do love you. ♥
fuck it.
i control-a-backspace'd it.
you don't want to hear it anyway.
to cut the story short, i cried for 8 fucking hours straight last night. that beats my record from that time i watched "the pianist" and cried the whole time. yes, this was much worse. and i don't even know how to explain it. it's like all this summer i've been pretending i was happy, but i've been completely fucked up the whole time. and it's not because of the "obvious" reason. not at all. it's everything..and nothing. at the same time. because i fucking said so. like i'm ignoring all of my friends..kind of on purpose. because i've developed an overwhelming fear of the phone. but i want to see all of my friends; i really do. especially anna because she's leaving soon. god fucking damnit. i need to stop being a fucking shithead.
WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK! it's saturday. how the FUCK is it saturday? i thought it was like..wednesday. the show is tonight. [i probably won't be going but yea] so this is what i get for reading all week. oh, and i haven't watched tv ONCE this week. except jimmy kimmel live for about 5 minutes. and he's not funny, but i laughed so fucking hard. and it stretched my jaw which caused immense pain. i should've gone to the the fucking emergency room. i always have before when this happens. not that it's happened since i was seven.. but yea.
i can't hear out of my left ear.
aaaand, the butterfly effect was actually a really god movie, even though ashton kind of looked like he was going to burst out laughing at the most serious parts. and it made me cry. :(
oh, and everyone prank call 901.406.3045 because they keep calling me at fucking 3am and asking for sally in a retarded-ass voice.
so fuck off. and leave a comment. 'cause i do love you. ♥