raise your hand if you're pissed at the fucking world...
So yeah, I got dumped by my boy of three weeks (damn, it's been a long time since i've updated)...and I'm pissed. Because I did absolutly NOTHING wrong. NOTHING wrong at all....okay, maybe I freaked him out a little with a weird sort of obsession I have, but that's it...and the worst part is that someone (who is reading this right this very minute) can't miss her bf-time for one evening to help me. Be pissed at me, you know who you are, I don't really care anymore...especially since I dropped everything to help you when you were hurt. And, stupid me, I'd do it again in a heartbeat. You're probably pissed at me now, but at this point I don't care about anyone, and princess, you're included. What else has happened to me in the past oh, month and a half....well my birthmother died, there's a good start. Yeah, apparently she died from a broken neck or epilipsy or something. And now we're spending hundreds of dollars an hour (literally) to try and get custody of my brother whom I love to pieces. Seriously, I love that boy to death, and if we lose him to those...those...those people in California....I'll just die. What else can I say about this? I'm about to lose a piece of my heart (yet again) and all I can do is write a stupid journal entry about it. Oh, and here's the best part: None of her friends knew that I existed. Her own flesh and blood and none of them knew I existed. that really sucks. seriously. Why? I have no idea. But wouldn't it feel eerie to you to to not be known of?
Wow, this is a major tangent I went off on, in fact, you don't have to read it at all. Though if you're reading that, then you obviously have. I gotta go, I'll reread when it's on the site.
Thanks for listening. That's really all I needed.
Wow, this is a major tangent I went off on, in fact, you don't have to read it at all. Though if you're reading that, then you obviously have. I gotta go, I'll reread when it's on the site.
Thanks for listening. That's really all I needed.