For your lungs only
"a right turn gone wrong"
I havent experinced life, i havent lived life. My brain gets in the way too much. Its no fair. I wish i had something interesting to talk about. I've never been to another country, I've never had a life changing surgery, I've never had a real moment in life that has really changed me. Well there are things, but i dont want other people to know them. I don't want to write about my poor cousin sydney, god bless her soul. Everytime i do, i feel that im useing her, i only remember her so that i can write about it and get into schools, and get good grades. Its ridiculous. Then there is the crap with ryan but that only makes me angry. Besides i dont wan ta bunch of kids in my english class to learn all these dark secrets of mine. That'd be no fun. I am at the quitting point on this essay, itd be easy to turn nothing in. I got like first time i read a real book, which i dont even really remember. My creative juices aren't even flowing enough to make something up. I don't live by my emotions and i dont feel real passionate about anything that ive done in my life or that has happened to me. I need a shrink...ugh this is getting me so depressed. lame lame lame. hmmm i migh twrit eabout realizing im hot, thats victoria's idea. lol thatd be funny. Who needs paragraph breaks?
I havent experinced life, i havent lived life. My brain gets in the way too much. Its no fair. I wish i had something interesting to talk about. I've never been to another country, I've never had a life changing surgery, I've never had a real moment in life that has really changed me. Well there are things, but i dont want other people to know them. I don't want to write about my poor cousin sydney, god bless her soul. Everytime i do, i feel that im useing her, i only remember her so that i can write about it and get into schools, and get good grades. Its ridiculous. Then there is the crap with ryan but that only makes me angry. Besides i dont wan ta bunch of kids in my english class to learn all these dark secrets of mine. That'd be no fun. I am at the quitting point on this essay, itd be easy to turn nothing in. I got like first time i read a real book, which i dont even really remember. My creative juices aren't even flowing enough to make something up. I don't live by my emotions and i dont feel real passionate about anything that ive done in my life or that has happened to me. I need a shrink...ugh this is getting me so depressed. lame lame lame. hmmm i migh twrit eabout realizing im hot, thats victoria's idea. lol thatd be funny. Who needs paragraph breaks?