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o0Oh I ThIIInk Dey LiiKe meH, oHHh I ThiIInk dEy LiiIKe Meh ~ HatAsZ wANna fITe MeH, GOT THA WHOLE TOP DIAMONSDSZ AND DA BOTTOM ROWSSZZ GOLD.
Today was really fun. I laughed really hard that I started crying and made a total fucking ass out of myself in the movie theature. I feel bad for those two old people who came in when there was 10 minutes left. There was no movie after. I hope they weird big smelly man who cornered me into a wall telling me to behave myself being sarcastically and then started talking in a jamician voice dies. Joanna leaves for Long Island tomorrow, and she won't be back till Saturday.
Friday's my party, I don't know who's coming, how many people I invited, and what we're going to do. I'm not going to stress over it though. You can leave if you don't like it, I know who'll stick around. So suck my motherfucking cock. I havent talked to Keith in like, four fucking days. This bothers me. I give him his space, yeah..he was on vacation. But I expected a phone call today..I think his phone died, but still...c'mon. I miss him a lot, I hope I see him soon. I want to go to the show with him Thursday, I want to go together. I'll see him Friday too. I want to be alone with him, I want real quality time with him. I want to feel loved. I want to feel comforted by the fact of a boyfriend. I want to feel loved. I want to stop feeling lonely at night. I am loved. I am loved. I want to be happy everyday. I want to be able to hangout with my bestfriend without being accused of wanting to have sex with him. I want someone to throw me a surprise birthday party. I want fruit. I want fruit every morning. I want to exersize. I want to be healthy. I don't want to be nervous anymore. I want new people. I want my old friends to wake up. I want my mom to be happy. I want my mom to be really fucking happy. I want money and success. I want money and success so I can buy my mom everything she every wanted and please her and show her how much I care. I want my dad to wake up. I want him to realize his rejection can't be shown on his chirldren. I want him to realize how fucked up his family was. I want him to see that he's turning us into them. I want him to stop dicking around. I want Albany to disappear. I want to be able to speak my mind. I don't want you to walk all over me. I want my own room. I want to paint. I want to paint on a canvas. I want someone to buy me a canvas. I want to be big. I want to grow. I want to grow. I want to grow. Let's get loaded. I want to be famous. I want to lock myself in a closet. I want a turkey sandwich. I want a good job, that's entertaining. I want to stop complaining. Why are my hands so cold? This music is haunting. I want every album. I want every album without having to download. I want every album without having to unzip. I want every album without having to convert. This is all so weird. I want to remember where I put that paper. I want to know what my mom did with the postsecret about her I made is. I want this hunger to go away. Why am I typing this all. I wish the internet would go away. I want to drive. I want money. I want fast. I want my computer to load. I want to stop my clicking OCD. I want to turn my fucking brain off. Yeah, I want to turn it off. I want to be more mature. I want to grow out of this age. I want to skip these highschool phases. I want to skip dumb people. I want to skip stupid fights. I want to cherish every moment. I want to rmember every dumb mistake. I want to remember every stupid drug I do. I want to remember every face I kiss. I want to remember who I love, and who I fucking hate. I want to remember who loves me and who fucking hates me. I want to do good in school. I want to pass. I don't want to disappoint myself anymore. I don't want to let myself down. I'm going to keep my expectations high this time. I want healthy relationships. I want fights to be about pointful things. I want to be happy. I want good sex. I want Keith Hanford. I want Keith Hanford forever. I want things to work out. I want to be happy. I want you to be real. I want you to show me everything. I want you to show me how you want it to be. I want you to be honest. I want honestly. I don't want to lie anymore. I'm through with lying. Lying starts problems and digs problems holes for more problems to crawl into. I want to be an interior decorator. I want to inspire people. I want people to want me in their life. I want to feel needed. I want to be wanted. I want to be respected. I want to feel sexy. I want to feel good about myself. I want you to show me how you really feel. I want to feel tall. I love my life, I love my life, I love my life. I'll go with the flow, yeah. I'll go with the flow, that's what I'll do.
Today was really fun. I laughed really hard that I started crying and made a total fucking ass out of myself in the movie theature. I feel bad for those two old people who came in when there was 10 minutes left. There was no movie after. I hope they weird big smelly man who cornered me into a wall telling me to behave myself being sarcastically and then started talking in a jamician voice dies. Joanna leaves for Long Island tomorrow, and she won't be back till Saturday.
Friday's my party, I don't know who's coming, how many people I invited, and what we're going to do. I'm not going to stress over it though. You can leave if you don't like it, I know who'll stick around. So suck my motherfucking cock. I havent talked to Keith in like, four fucking days. This bothers me. I give him his space, yeah..he was on vacation. But I expected a phone call today..I think his phone died, but still...c'mon. I miss him a lot, I hope I see him soon. I want to go to the show with him Thursday, I want to go together. I'll see him Friday too. I want to be alone with him, I want real quality time with him. I want to feel loved. I want to feel comforted by the fact of a boyfriend. I want to feel loved. I want to stop feeling lonely at night. I am loved. I am loved. I want to be happy everyday. I want to be able to hangout with my bestfriend without being accused of wanting to have sex with him. I want someone to throw me a surprise birthday party. I want fruit. I want fruit every morning. I want to exersize. I want to be healthy. I don't want to be nervous anymore. I want new people. I want my old friends to wake up. I want my mom to be happy. I want my mom to be really fucking happy. I want money and success. I want money and success so I can buy my mom everything she every wanted and please her and show her how much I care. I want my dad to wake up. I want him to realize his rejection can't be shown on his chirldren. I want him to realize how fucked up his family was. I want him to see that he's turning us into them. I want him to stop dicking around. I want Albany to disappear. I want to be able to speak my mind. I don't want you to walk all over me. I want my own room. I want to paint. I want to paint on a canvas. I want someone to buy me a canvas. I want to be big. I want to grow. I want to grow. I want to grow. Let's get loaded. I want to be famous. I want to lock myself in a closet. I want a turkey sandwich. I want a good job, that's entertaining. I want to stop complaining. Why are my hands so cold? This music is haunting. I want every album. I want every album without having to download. I want every album without having to unzip. I want every album without having to convert. This is all so weird. I want to remember where I put that paper. I want to know what my mom did with the postsecret about her I made is. I want this hunger to go away. Why am I typing this all. I wish the internet would go away. I want to drive. I want money. I want fast. I want my computer to load. I want to stop my clicking OCD. I want to turn my fucking brain off. Yeah, I want to turn it off. I want to be more mature. I want to grow out of this age. I want to skip these highschool phases. I want to skip dumb people. I want to skip stupid fights. I want to cherish every moment. I want to rmember every dumb mistake. I want to remember every stupid drug I do. I want to remember every face I kiss. I want to remember who I love, and who I fucking hate. I want to remember who loves me and who fucking hates me. I want to do good in school. I want to pass. I don't want to disappoint myself anymore. I don't want to let myself down. I'm going to keep my expectations high this time. I want healthy relationships. I want fights to be about pointful things. I want to be happy. I want good sex. I want Keith Hanford. I want Keith Hanford forever. I want things to work out. I want to be happy. I want you to be real. I want you to show me everything. I want you to show me how you want it to be. I want you to be honest. I want honestly. I don't want to lie anymore. I'm through with lying. Lying starts problems and digs problems holes for more problems to crawl into. I want to be an interior decorator. I want to inspire people. I want people to want me in their life. I want to feel needed. I want to be wanted. I want to be respected. I want to feel sexy. I want to feel good about myself. I want you to show me how you really feel. I want to feel tall. I love my life, I love my life, I love my life. I'll go with the flow, yeah. I'll go with the flow, that's what I'll do.