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hmm.
I feel different.
like the air has changed.
it's not me being scared, confused, upset, excited or anything.
just clean i guess? I dunno. I seriously think the air has got pure-er um..
yea..
I love how I'm like only friends with Sophmores, sweet kick ass people from VA, like 4 people in my grade, and like 3 people a grade younger than me.
how sad is that?
high school. this shall be joyus.
I seriously don't feel like me.
I feel empty I think.
like I have to make a new me. start over.
yet. I still have all the same friends.
I WANT TO BE FUCKING NORMAL.
maybe I should take up drinking or smoking again. (not pot)
but. drinking makes my stomach hurt..i think.
and...smoking kills money
so that's not cool.
I think someone should help me with my life right now.
like an imaginary person. cause no one human would want to help me.
I don't want to be helped.
I want people to see me for who I am.. and not through what they hear through Jenna. cause Jenna knows half the world.
she's in my history class. AGAIN! 3rd year now.
jeez.
well. that was fun. i lied. it wasn't fun. it made my fingers move. and they are still moving. stupid fingers.. i should use my tongue. nah. slobbery. GROSS
|||L|||I|||N|||E|||S|||!!|||
I want to be a hippie..
..anyone with me?
I feel different.
like the air has changed.
it's not me being scared, confused, upset, excited or anything.
just clean i guess? I dunno. I seriously think the air has got pure-er um..
yea..
I love how I'm like only friends with Sophmores, sweet kick ass people from VA, like 4 people in my grade, and like 3 people a grade younger than me.
how sad is that?
high school. this shall be joyus.
I seriously don't feel like me.
I feel empty I think.
like I have to make a new me. start over.
yet. I still have all the same friends.
I WANT TO BE FUCKING NORMAL.
maybe I should take up drinking or smoking again. (not pot)
but. drinking makes my stomach hurt..i think.
and...smoking kills money
so that's not cool.
I think someone should help me with my life right now.
like an imaginary person. cause no one human would want to help me.
I don't want to be helped.
I want people to see me for who I am.. and not through what they hear through Jenna. cause Jenna knows half the world.
she's in my history class. AGAIN! 3rd year now.
jeez.
well. that was fun. i lied. it wasn't fun. it made my fingers move. and they are still moving. stupid fingers.. i should use my tongue. nah. slobbery. GROSS
|||L|||I|||N|||E|||S|||!!|||
I want to be a hippie..
..anyone with me?