low and behold
today is sunday and this entire weekend is almost over. not like it matters much to me, seeing as i haven't even left my house. sounds nice right??? well not if you are living at my home of hell. so my friend wrote me(the one i wanted to hang out with) and it wasn't even a letter. it was a chain e- mail and to top it off it was one that she had sent to me 3 times already. yeah love right. tomorrow i am gonna get to sit here on the computer and pour my heart nad soul out to people who aren't even reading my journal in the first place. i am thinking about going to another school but i probably won't but whatever... yeah let's talk about the weight thang. yeah i feel as though i lost weight and i think it is because i am not eating and isn't that great because noone cares... you are all a bunch of mother fuckers and you can just leave me the hell alone seeing as you don't write to me anyways. yeah i am talking to all you pretender friends> think you are so high and mighty.... well you can just eat shit because i give up on you and i pity the way you feel you have to try to be something you aren't. fuck you and i don't care if you read this but you probably won't because you haven't even come on my sight. noone comes on my sight. mother fuckers!!!!!!
assholes is what you are.
assholes is what you are.