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I hate movies that make you think,
and make you lonley.
Dont watch Life As A House, its kind
of bad, but it's sad. They should have
worked more on the story line, and not
the characters, but it was cool.
My car is fixed, it runs nice. and no
one cares.
i just wish i had someone that was really
there for me, ya know. Someone i could call
when i was crying, lonley, sad, angry, someone
who really understands what i go through..
fuck..no one sees what i see, and i dont mean
it like you dont know the shit i go through,
i mean it like, no one has really seen into
my life. no one knows how my mom really is,
how my brother really is, how Eric really is,
how i really am.
No one knows i cry all the time, i wont show
them emotion, and i dont know why.i wont let
anyone see how sad i really am. my life was
pretty good til these last two weeks..
will i have kids? will i be a good mom? would
i try to give my kids more then my mom has given me?
in every sense of that? i dont know.
im so scared to grow up and live life by myself, i
mean what if i do? maybe im suppose to, maybe god
is telling me...
fuck i hate telling people this, i hate seeming petty,
and like im not grateful...
i know you're suppose to do good with what you have, you
have to MAKE what you got into gold..why cant i just suck
it up and do that? Make every day the best..
why am i the way i am? Why arent i like i used to be? I used
to like myself until these last two weeks i feel like im
13 again
ugh, all this is is jumbled nothingness. i feel
sick again.
no one wants to hear my teenage angst
and make you lonley.
Dont watch Life As A House, its kind
of bad, but it's sad. They should have
worked more on the story line, and not
the characters, but it was cool.
My car is fixed, it runs nice. and no
one cares.
i just wish i had someone that was really
there for me, ya know. Someone i could call
when i was crying, lonley, sad, angry, someone
who really understands what i go through..
fuck..no one sees what i see, and i dont mean
it like you dont know the shit i go through,
i mean it like, no one has really seen into
my life. no one knows how my mom really is,
how my brother really is, how Eric really is,
how i really am.
No one knows i cry all the time, i wont show
them emotion, and i dont know why.i wont let
anyone see how sad i really am. my life was
pretty good til these last two weeks..
will i have kids? will i be a good mom? would
i try to give my kids more then my mom has given me?
in every sense of that? i dont know.
im so scared to grow up and live life by myself, i
mean what if i do? maybe im suppose to, maybe god
is telling me...
fuck i hate telling people this, i hate seeming petty,
and like im not grateful...
i know you're suppose to do good with what you have, you
have to MAKE what you got into gold..why cant i just suck
it up and do that? Make every day the best..
why am i the way i am? Why arent i like i used to be? I used
to like myself until these last two weeks i feel like im
13 again
ugh, all this is is jumbled nothingness. i feel
sick again.
no one wants to hear my teenage angst