I won't make promises that I cannot keep.
This was supposed to be a protected entry, but livejournal is a cunt.
Lately I've just been a big, mindless, flesh eating, no feeling panda. I'm neither happy, nor sad. It's so bleh. It's a totally different outlook on life.
I'm uber excited for school. You wouldn't imagine. I can't wait... to get some friens. But oh man, oh man, I'm going to get lost constantly. It's huge. If my dad wasn't directing me partially last night we woulda wounded up in Mexico. Except not. But jeeze.
Fuck those kids I was going to hang with. Hmm.
I wish there was something I could do to make him happier. But I can't. I wish he'd let me understand, but he won't. It makes me sad, but no matter. I'm not a persistant bitch whose like, "TELL ME WHATS WRONG RAH RAH RAH." because I know how that feels. It fucking sucks.
I hate people that figure out theres something wrong with you, and they keep bothering you. It's like, Jesus Christ. If you haven't figured it out, I'm not going to tell you. Bitch. People these days don't get a clue, and they lack intelligence.
They messed my classes around. Instead of English Honors they put me in English One. If they change my schedule around, I'm going to be pissed. They're making me run around like a fucking lunatic anyways. I have to like, switch buildings for the first three periods. AHH!
Goddammit. I seem to fuck everything up. The only person I love is him. And I'm not exactly sure if he believes that. It seems as if he has a hard time trusting. And I do too. I don't know. I just speak without thinking. I'm in love with him. I'd give anything to be with him forever.
Lately I've just been a big, mindless, flesh eating, no feeling panda. I'm neither happy, nor sad. It's so bleh. It's a totally different outlook on life.
I'm uber excited for school. You wouldn't imagine. I can't wait... to get some friens. But oh man, oh man, I'm going to get lost constantly. It's huge. If my dad wasn't directing me partially last night we woulda wounded up in Mexico. Except not. But jeeze.
Fuck those kids I was going to hang with. Hmm.
I wish there was something I could do to make him happier. But I can't. I wish he'd let me understand, but he won't. It makes me sad, but no matter. I'm not a persistant bitch whose like, "TELL ME WHATS WRONG RAH RAH RAH." because I know how that feels. It fucking sucks.
I hate people that figure out theres something wrong with you, and they keep bothering you. It's like, Jesus Christ. If you haven't figured it out, I'm not going to tell you. Bitch. People these days don't get a clue, and they lack intelligence.
They messed my classes around. Instead of English Honors they put me in English One. If they change my schedule around, I'm going to be pissed. They're making me run around like a fucking lunatic anyways. I have to like, switch buildings for the first three periods. AHH!
Goddammit. I seem to fuck everything up. The only person I love is him. And I'm not exactly sure if he believes that. It seems as if he has a hard time trusting. And I do too. I don't know. I just speak without thinking. I'm in love with him. I'd give anything to be with him forever.