smile like you mean it...
my sister is so silly. she keeps deleting my msn from this computer. she acts as though she hasn't known me my whole life and is therefore unaware that i'm just gonna keep downloading it out of spite. crazy kid. i should just wait for her to wake up and then tell her "look, we both know what i'm gonna do, so just give up".
anyhow, i'm in a strange mood. been in it all week. thinking of all the things that piss me off. for example, wanting to grab certain people by their hair and scream in their face "STOP BEING A FUCKING BITCH!". or people who are toying with my friends that i want to confront by saying simply "stop stringin em along, or i'll slit your throat!" now, if it sounds a little violent or scary, its only because i tend to be a little over-protective. aww well.
its thoughts like these that make me feel certain that despite my endless attempts at TRYING to be a better person, i will always be an asshole. and ya know what? i think i'm okay with that. cause its less work and more fun most of the time. but tomorrow i'll wanna be a better person again, so goes the cycle.
i dunno. i'm weird. some days i can't stop myself from saying exactly what's on my mind no matter how mean it may be, and some days i can't force the words outta my mouth no matter how badly i want to speak. eh...damn 4 am contemplations. its time for sleep.
anyhow, i'm in a strange mood. been in it all week. thinking of all the things that piss me off. for example, wanting to grab certain people by their hair and scream in their face "STOP BEING A FUCKING BITCH!". or people who are toying with my friends that i want to confront by saying simply "stop stringin em along, or i'll slit your throat!" now, if it sounds a little violent or scary, its only because i tend to be a little over-protective. aww well.
its thoughts like these that make me feel certain that despite my endless attempts at TRYING to be a better person, i will always be an asshole. and ya know what? i think i'm okay with that. cause its less work and more fun most of the time. but tomorrow i'll wanna be a better person again, so goes the cycle.
i dunno. i'm weird. some days i can't stop myself from saying exactly what's on my mind no matter how mean it may be, and some days i can't force the words outta my mouth no matter how badly i want to speak. eh...damn 4 am contemplations. its time for sleep.