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i really wanna know who the anonyomous comment was from. honestly.
i could spend an hour trying to explain myself. i could do that and maybe i should. i'm sick of it. i really am. here i go, just one last time.
let me just say, i know i have anger problems and i know i get pissed- a lot. insulting people is what i do. if you have a problem- well then i'm sorry, i hope you get over it. i know my life is wonderful. i embrace it when i can and when i can't i let it all out in my journal. don't make me close my journal. i want one place in my life where i can say what i want when i want to who i want.
honestly, i didnt name one person who it was directed towards. hey maybe i'm just really pissed off at everything right now. if i hurt you then you've obviously never thought of what you've done to me. think what you want about me, talk shit. i don't really care, it wouldn't be the first time someone has. i know i'm shallow and selfabsorbed, it's who i fucking am and i'm okay with that. i don't care if i'm a wannabe. honestly, i like whatever i want to at the moment and i hate whatever. this is where i find out who i am through my own words.
next time buddy, say it to my face.
oh and, not everyone's been there when i've asked- don't try using that line. once someone calls me everytime i'm crying or is even there to wipe up the tears- don't you ever dare say you've been there. ever. i don't care who the hell you think you are. cause if you're such a good friend you would be here right now. oh and, this must be the first time you've ever read my journal because when i'm not ha ving a bad day, i say how much i love my friends. maybe you're just pessimistic and see the bad.
i've wasted enough time.
i'm done. i went back and made all my posts private- you can't read them anymore. i'm probably only going to make private entries from now on. congratulations you've crushed the only place where i could write what i truly felt. i'm sorry i can't lie to make you happy.
i could spend an hour trying to explain myself. i could do that and maybe i should. i'm sick of it. i really am. here i go, just one last time.
let me just say, i know i have anger problems and i know i get pissed- a lot. insulting people is what i do. if you have a problem- well then i'm sorry, i hope you get over it. i know my life is wonderful. i embrace it when i can and when i can't i let it all out in my journal. don't make me close my journal. i want one place in my life where i can say what i want when i want to who i want.
honestly, i didnt name one person who it was directed towards. hey maybe i'm just really pissed off at everything right now. if i hurt you then you've obviously never thought of what you've done to me. think what you want about me, talk shit. i don't really care, it wouldn't be the first time someone has. i know i'm shallow and selfabsorbed, it's who i fucking am and i'm okay with that. i don't care if i'm a wannabe. honestly, i like whatever i want to at the moment and i hate whatever. this is where i find out who i am through my own words.
next time buddy, say it to my face.
oh and, not everyone's been there when i've asked- don't try using that line. once someone calls me everytime i'm crying or is even there to wipe up the tears- don't you ever dare say you've been there. ever. i don't care who the hell you think you are. cause if you're such a good friend you would be here right now. oh and, this must be the first time you've ever read my journal because when i'm not ha ving a bad day, i say how much i love my friends. maybe you're just pessimistic and see the bad.
i've wasted enough time.
i'm done. i went back and made all my posts private- you can't read them anymore. i'm probably only going to make private entries from now on. congratulations you've crushed the only place where i could write what i truly felt. i'm sorry i can't lie to make you happy.