another bitch note
hey.
I've fucked up again.
I wish I could go back to that day.
July 6th.
I could have changed.
so much withen that time.
Not have gone to that kids house.
Not smoked that shit.
Not said that shit.
I wish I could back to that day so bad.
I miss everything.
I miss how everyone used to be.
I miss how all of my friends used to hangout all at the same time.
just to hangout.
without drugs.
without alcohol.
just have a good time.
I miss how I don't hangout with the same people anymore.
I mean I was thinking about it and I don't even talk to half of the same people.
I used to hangout with everyday can't even call me up and say whats up?
I miss how like no one calls me anymore besides Liz or Lauren.
And most of the time I have to call Lauren.
I hate how some people only call me to see what the people I'm with are doing.
I mean if you want to hangout with them,
Call them.
not me.
I have nothing to do besides be your fucking phone line.
I hate how a person can fuck up not even on purpose.
And their whole life can change.
I hate the decisoins I've made in the past.
But I think about it now and I can't do anything to change that.
So stop with this shit, acting like I care.
I know I fucked up.
stop pointing out that I did.
I know my mistakes.
You don't need to point them out for me.
I know what I did.
It was for a reason then.
That doesn't make any sence to me now.
But I did it then.
I can't change those.
Sorry this whole entry is me bitching.
<3