Illuminate the nos on their vacancy sign
My life is fucked up its not funny anymore. I'm totally confused, but I've totally realized that with ava and her pack of bitches, it's war. It's survival of the best. I'm going to in. I'm not the slut they all believe i am. they can say I'm a slut, they can throw their litttle coins at me thanking me for the previous night that never happened, but I'm stronger than that. It's totally war. I'm sick, so i should be at school, but I'm not. The truth is I probably could've gone to school but I was tired and I have a cold and it was the perfect oppurtunity to skip school for a day, so I made it sound worse than it was and I got a few more hours of sleep until i couldn't sleep anymore. I read someone's blog somewhere else and their life is fucked up, but mine's not as bad. They were like a mistake and they always moved and their mother abandonned them with their abusive father while her sister and mom flew off to NY. My life isn't that bad, but I mean, still, I hate paris and we're almost surely going to have to stay another year. It's so fucked up. This blog is all over the place here and there, i know, but my mind is jumbled.