i am an emo bitch.
and i am proud.
jesus christ, i hate this. i hate not being able to talk to anyone anymore. i hate being sick. i hate not having anyone i fucking trust. i hate having to stay home. i hate falling over. i hate claritin. and most of all, i hate you. i don't even know why everything goes back to you, you fucking whore. maybe it was because you were my someone, my first choice, my back-up plan. the person who'd call to tell me homework and say happy birthday and the girl i did fucking everything with.
i'm done.
and no, this is not directed to anyone on my f-list.
<3
jesus christ, i hate this. i hate not being able to talk to anyone anymore. i hate being sick. i hate not having anyone i fucking trust. i hate having to stay home. i hate falling over. i hate claritin. and most of all, i hate you. i don't even know why everything goes back to you, you fucking whore. maybe it was because you were my someone, my first choice, my back-up plan. the person who'd call to tell me homework and say happy birthday and the girl i did fucking everything with.
i'm done.
and no, this is not directed to anyone on my f-list.
<3