some things you lose, some things you give away.
last nite was so weird, it made me really sad..i hate the holidays when everyone fucking comes home that i used to go to highschool with, and you don't acknowledge that you know them cause they sucked then and they prolly suck now. get outta my bar IDiots!!! blah. i dunno why i get so sad all the time. we saw brit and she was so freakin trashed, i don't think i remember a time when i've seen her that drunk. so we had to drag her back to luke's, she told me that she told everyone that i was the hottest girl she knew, hehe, i think it was just the alcohol but it's funny. but i love brit and i miss hanging out with her and then i got sad about that cause she said the same thing, blah i hate drunken sadness. i don't know what i'm thinking half the time nothing seems real, the popps asked us to go to south america with them, obviously we have no money so we can't but they also might be going to europe next summer and they want us to go with, chris is all about but you know i'm a fucking anxiety freak so i'm like no no no...even though i would fucking love to go.
i don't know what if i'm doing is right or if i should even care cause nothing is there. maybe this maybe that happy/sad..you don't try to explain and neither to i. it's a shame but everyday increasingly i pretend to not give a fuck even though you were one of my best friends. fuck saratoga......
i don't know what if i'm doing is right or if i should even care cause nothing is there. maybe this maybe that happy/sad..you don't try to explain and neither to i. it's a shame but everyday increasingly i pretend to not give a fuck even though you were one of my best friends. fuck saratoga......