anyone feel like running away with me?
i seriously HATE pennsylvania.
i dont care, i would rather live on an eskimo plantation in northern canada than here right now.
dale and cindee are two of the most unreasonable people i know.
i of course am grounded again, either for a week or a month which SUCKS because i really wanted to go to the felix sarco show on friday. ah.
i tried explaining: my friends are going back to college after this weekend, this was one good thing that was going to happen in scranton blah blah. nothing changes their mind. They love having such superiority over me.
and this time of year is so depressing.
i truely hate so many things about myself and my life that i just want to go fall asleep and not wake up until im 18. only one more year. thank god. the day after i graduate im going to get the fuck out of here. this place is driving me crazy. There is absoluetly nothing here for me except for the few friends i have.
but no one really cares. no one really cares about me at all, i know im sounding like im craving symphathy but in reality im just stating the truth that everyone is afraid to admit. i really am all alone.
this place is a prison.
i dont care, i would rather live on an eskimo plantation in northern canada than here right now.
dale and cindee are two of the most unreasonable people i know.
i of course am grounded again, either for a week or a month which SUCKS because i really wanted to go to the felix sarco show on friday. ah.
i tried explaining: my friends are going back to college after this weekend, this was one good thing that was going to happen in scranton blah blah. nothing changes their mind. They love having such superiority over me.
and this time of year is so depressing.
i truely hate so many things about myself and my life that i just want to go fall asleep and not wake up until im 18. only one more year. thank god. the day after i graduate im going to get the fuck out of here. this place is driving me crazy. There is absoluetly nothing here for me except for the few friends i have.
but no one really cares. no one really cares about me at all, i know im sounding like im craving symphathy but in reality im just stating the truth that everyone is afraid to admit. i really am all alone.
this place is a prison.