pray for me
I talked to my mom for a long time today about moving. I really really don't wanna leave. When i got home from prom and everything i realized how lucky i am to have my friends. How the hell am i supposed to make new friends like that in 2 years. I'm not. I want to graduate with my girls. Not stuck up girls who buy ezra. My mom is so selfish for moving and doing this to me. But now my dad isn't moving so i might be able to stay with him. My mom says it's up to her. whatever.
Lately I've found myself wanting to forgive everyone. I hold grudges like no other. I talk shit and hate people because of stuff they've done when they're drunk. Like rachel and ashley and morgan, among others. Is that even fair? If people based their opinions of me off of when i'm drunk i'm sure they wouldn't like me either. I don't like not liking people even if it seems like i do. It makes me sick to walk by someone in the hall and purposefully not make eye contact because i'm a bitch. I havn't even talked to morgan in like over 2 weeks and she used to be one of my best friends. gaaahhhh
I need to listen to some emo music.