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i feel really pathetic lately.
now, you kids all know that word there, pathetic.
but, just to be sure lets do it.
pa·thet·ic
1. Arousing or capable of arousing sympathetic sadness and compassion: “The old, rather shabby room struck her as extraordinarily pathetic” (John Galsworthy).
2.Arousing or capable of arousing scornful pity.
pa·theti·cal·ly adv.
Synonyms: pathetic, pitiful, pitiable, piteous, lamentable
These adjectives describe what inspires or deserves pity. Something pathetic elicits sympathetic sadness and compassion: “a most earnest... entreaty, addressed to you in the most pathetic tones of the voice so dear to you” (Charles Dickens). Both pitiful and pitiable apply to what is touchingly sad: “She told a most pitiful story” (Samuel Butler). “The emperor had been in a state of pitiable vacillation” (William Hickling Prescott). Sometimes these three terms connote contemptuous pity, as for what is hopelessly inept or inadequate: a school with pathetic academic standards. “To be guided by second-hand conjecture is pitiful” (Jane Austen). “That cold accretion called the world, which, so terrible in the mass, is so unformidable, even pitiable, in its units” (Thomas Hardy). Piteous applies to what cries out for pity: “They... made piteous lamentation to us to save them” (Daniel Defoe). Lamentable suggests the evocation of pity mixed with sorrow: “Tell thou the lamentable tale of me,/And send the hearers weeping to their beds” (Shakespeare).
cool, huh?
i'm just about nineteen, making me just about twenty, and this is going to be the worst summer of my life. i feel like Goldie Hawn's character in the first wives, only i dont have a wealthy husband, i have a crew of fuckers that... i dont know what to do right now. i'm a fucking rollercoaster.
i just am really dreading the summer and being myself and hating myself. i feel like i'm getting old or something and everyone is going to not like me anymore, or think im a weirdo for hanging out with younger kids.
and these girls are SO young now, when i was sixteen, i was pretty old for sixteen, i mean, i looked old. christ, i looked the same as i do now really. and yeah i had started to smoke cigarettes and drink but, i dont know.
i'm such a loser sometimes i can't even look at myself.
i need to throw up.
i need jane austen.
and i need to not make mistakes that i learned from in like
8th grade.
im such a fucking.....
::sigh::
sorry
not me
i know
give me a few hours or something
ill delete this
now, you kids all know that word there, pathetic.
but, just to be sure lets do it.
pa·thet·ic
1. Arousing or capable of arousing sympathetic sadness and compassion: “The old, rather shabby room struck her as extraordinarily pathetic” (John Galsworthy).
2.Arousing or capable of arousing scornful pity.
pa·theti·cal·ly adv.
Synonyms: pathetic, pitiful, pitiable, piteous, lamentable
These adjectives describe what inspires or deserves pity. Something pathetic elicits sympathetic sadness and compassion: “a most earnest... entreaty, addressed to you in the most pathetic tones of the voice so dear to you” (Charles Dickens). Both pitiful and pitiable apply to what is touchingly sad: “She told a most pitiful story” (Samuel Butler). “The emperor had been in a state of pitiable vacillation” (William Hickling Prescott). Sometimes these three terms connote contemptuous pity, as for what is hopelessly inept or inadequate: a school with pathetic academic standards. “To be guided by second-hand conjecture is pitiful” (Jane Austen). “That cold accretion called the world, which, so terrible in the mass, is so unformidable, even pitiable, in its units” (Thomas Hardy). Piteous applies to what cries out for pity: “They... made piteous lamentation to us to save them” (Daniel Defoe). Lamentable suggests the evocation of pity mixed with sorrow: “Tell thou the lamentable tale of me,/And send the hearers weeping to their beds” (Shakespeare).
cool, huh?
i'm just about nineteen, making me just about twenty, and this is going to be the worst summer of my life. i feel like Goldie Hawn's character in the first wives, only i dont have a wealthy husband, i have a crew of fuckers that... i dont know what to do right now. i'm a fucking rollercoaster.
i just am really dreading the summer and being myself and hating myself. i feel like i'm getting old or something and everyone is going to not like me anymore, or think im a weirdo for hanging out with younger kids.
and these girls are SO young now, when i was sixteen, i was pretty old for sixteen, i mean, i looked old. christ, i looked the same as i do now really. and yeah i had started to smoke cigarettes and drink but, i dont know.
i'm such a loser sometimes i can't even look at myself.
i need to throw up.
i need jane austen.
and i need to not make mistakes that i learned from in like
8th grade.
im such a fucking.....
::sigh::
sorry
not me
i know
give me a few hours or something
ill delete this