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Nov 17, 2003 15:07

woopidy fucking doo!
*sarcasm intended in the above*
Meijer called me. They want me to make fruit baskets for them. I have to go there tomorrow. I wanna talk to my tony. I am out of minutes on my cell phone and i cant call him. It makes me sad.
A lot of things make me sad. I would much rather not get into that right now. I am concerned about myself because I am terrified. OF what i would rather not say. I feel really alone right now.
I hate being an emothional distaster of a person. I HATE THIS.
I hate the way that some people think they act like a total bad ass when they are around certain people.
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