thats all she was.
youre a fucking asshole.
lets waste TWO MONTHS of this girl's life because i cant mumble, write, yell, cry...that im done.
im done.
how hard is it?
im done.
you fucking lied your ass off to me telling me you were going to write, we were going to talk, we would get through it, you wanted to work it out. you fucking lied. you have no idea how much i want to hate you. it would have hurt both of us a lot less if you could have just fucking told me that instead of bullshitting me for a fucking span of two months.
that was the biggest waste of life i have ever experienced, and it sucks to know that HE was the one who wasted it. i dont appreciate it when people that i love fuck me over. but it seems to me that the people i love are the ONLY people who fuck me over.
my week:
monday: extreme moody sadness depression dark cloud only over me day.
tuesday: j jackson gets kicked out day, gael dents bathroom door throws housekey at anyas face hits her in the eye gets lunged at by anya with her hands going towards my neck beat the fuck out of her until john rodriguez jay my aunt AND lalin either get their hands on me or get in between us, at which point i am screaming DONT EVER FUCKING COME AT ME LIKE THAT YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH. while in the process of getting out of everyones grip and still kicking and punching anya. cops get called shit gets moved get high go home pass out.
wednesday: horrible anxiety day, end up leaving school and watching anime at lauralie's house all afternoon then going to js new place of living which is pablo's apartment.
thursday: 420, ditch school get baked as hell kick it at pablo's (the only actual good day this week) crash at pablos.
today: wake up and listen to damien marley while i lay on the floor. find out that uriah james lynch wasted two fucking months of my fucking stupid pointless life that im trying to make unstupid and have a point but that fucking set me back far as hell and now im pissed at him and am trying my hardest to hate him with everything i have because he fucking lied to me about some serious shit, and thats not fucking cool.
all i ever get is lied to.
this proves it, i should give up
but i hope that anya smith knows that i was going to kill her, and if i hadn't been held back by j jackson and a big ass army dude that she would have died on tuesday night.
anyways, so my week has pretty much kicked ass
hah. no.
so thanks uriah. i really appreciate the fact that i could have been trying to get over you for two months, but you couldnt fucking say what you were thinking. so i sat there worrying about you, and your mind state, and your family, and the fate of the relationship that saved me once but is now eating away at my self-worth.
thanks a LOT.
happy fucking friday.
lets waste TWO MONTHS of this girl's life because i cant mumble, write, yell, cry...that im done.
im done.
how hard is it?
im done.
you fucking lied your ass off to me telling me you were going to write, we were going to talk, we would get through it, you wanted to work it out. you fucking lied. you have no idea how much i want to hate you. it would have hurt both of us a lot less if you could have just fucking told me that instead of bullshitting me for a fucking span of two months.
that was the biggest waste of life i have ever experienced, and it sucks to know that HE was the one who wasted it. i dont appreciate it when people that i love fuck me over. but it seems to me that the people i love are the ONLY people who fuck me over.
my week:
monday: extreme moody sadness depression dark cloud only over me day.
tuesday: j jackson gets kicked out day, gael dents bathroom door throws housekey at anyas face hits her in the eye gets lunged at by anya with her hands going towards my neck beat the fuck out of her until john rodriguez jay my aunt AND lalin either get their hands on me or get in between us, at which point i am screaming DONT EVER FUCKING COME AT ME LIKE THAT YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH. while in the process of getting out of everyones grip and still kicking and punching anya. cops get called shit gets moved get high go home pass out.
wednesday: horrible anxiety day, end up leaving school and watching anime at lauralie's house all afternoon then going to js new place of living which is pablo's apartment.
thursday: 420, ditch school get baked as hell kick it at pablo's (the only actual good day this week) crash at pablos.
today: wake up and listen to damien marley while i lay on the floor. find out that uriah james lynch wasted two fucking months of my fucking stupid pointless life that im trying to make unstupid and have a point but that fucking set me back far as hell and now im pissed at him and am trying my hardest to hate him with everything i have because he fucking lied to me about some serious shit, and thats not fucking cool.
all i ever get is lied to.
this proves it, i should give up
but i hope that anya smith knows that i was going to kill her, and if i hadn't been held back by j jackson and a big ass army dude that she would have died on tuesday night.
anyways, so my week has pretty much kicked ass
hah. no.
so thanks uriah. i really appreciate the fact that i could have been trying to get over you for two months, but you couldnt fucking say what you were thinking. so i sat there worrying about you, and your mind state, and your family, and the fate of the relationship that saved me once but is now eating away at my self-worth.
thanks a LOT.
happy fucking friday.