flies
Latly I feel like a sheep dog and am just too damn tired.
Now all I do all day every day is just sleep walk to class sleep.
Having mono might just be the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Today I woke up and found flies in my old hot chocolate&& I really didn't feel like dealing with them so I left them there.
dead and floating there.
I havn't talked to Bill in three straight days and to be honest I am really sick and tired of waiting.
I really am not sure what this means.
Over?done?maybe?for the best?
I hate that for some reason everyone thinks that I am stupid and nieve,
really I'm not at all.
there are people I've never trusted&& the people I really should never have trusted.
there was only one person I ever told everything to and that is how it will stay.
I'm sick of being hurt because I trust someone too much.
I'm sick of choosing teams like we're playing kickball at school.
for the past three nights I've bawled my eyes out till I fell asleep,
and now I am left cleaning the fucking coffee mug those flies were in.
nasty.