hows it feel to be a whore?
i feel like crap. its another one of those days i think. one of those days where i want her to hold me so bad, but she cant. she is in school, and after that she is busy...like she has been this whole week. im not mad. its not her fault. i just miss her. everytime i cant have you here to comfort me is when ill get a phonecall, or something happens to someone i care about. everytime. haha...not that any of that happened today at all...but i still want you here with me right now. i hate being lonely. i hate that everybody is always so depressed. i hate how people can hurt other people. i hate liars. i hate cheaters. i hate it when youre sad. i hate it when you cry. i hate how ive never been something to be proud of. i hate not being good enough. i hate my voice. i hate how its 90 degrees in december. i hate how i wish it wasnt christmas time. i hate that i dont have money to get the people i care about gifts. i hate how im the only one who gives a shit. i hate it when people doubt me. i hate that the only thing i want out of my life is a pipe dream. i hate being home. i hate how im the only mature one. i hate that ill be away from you for 2 weeks. i hate that you wont see me on my birthday. i hate the people at my job. i hate sellouts. i hate pathetic people. i hate drinking. i hate drugs. i hate people who talk behind your back. i hate fake friends. i hate that we never have enough time. i hate that everytime i see him i want to vomit. i hate how ill never be the same again. i hate looking over my shoulder. i hate how youre so perfect for me that i feel vulnerable. i hate that you will leave...