bah! enough of your egotistic enigmatist speak!
say it like it is, woman of the night.
Alright, alright. So I envoke self-pity and the pity of others. *arranges herself on her knees, closes her eyes and exclaims to the world:* I'M SORRY!
I'm sorry for using and abusing everybody and everything. I know that its weird and chilling to type in lists things that people already know and things that are shocking. I'm sorry for attracting such unwanted attention, and I'm also sorry for the way I treat people.
Christian woodward is the man that I thought I would never hurt -yes that is the core reason behind this post- and as ironic as it isn't, the one I fear I've hurt the most. I feel like shit for not being with him during the hard times I feel he's been through, and I hurt in secret for not having him in these hard times of my own.
I'm BROKE! My car is a big hunk of worthless &%~~@#! I just got another SPEEDING TICKET! I'm working at Hardee's again and my GPA is only 3.1!!! WAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!
MY LIFE IS WONDERING AIMLESSLY IN PITIFUL, UNAVOIDABLE CIRCLES WITHOUT ANY PLANS OR GOALS FOR IMPROVEMENT!
I fear for the worst.. I bet I'll still be living with my cousin by the time jesus returns to wave his judgemental hand across the land. Somebody, anybody, I'm not asking for a reassuring 2-lined 'comment,' please help me, if you care. If you care, email me. Send me a postcard. Call me on the phone and hear the apathy in my voice. Hold me?
I'm a horrible person and I have been this whole time, I'm not going to lie. I'm praying that this is the 'depression' of my year and that in the near future I will start hitting the 'growth' stage*.
No more pitty! If you do comment, say this:
BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! You horrible wench! *throws rotten appricots*
Oh. Anyone want to fly out to MO on the 19th to see Little Shop of Horrors with me? ;-)
Love and such,
Tina L. Warren..
*see: The Business Cycle as tought by high school teachers.
Alright, alright. So I envoke self-pity and the pity of others. *arranges herself on her knees, closes her eyes and exclaims to the world:* I'M SORRY!
I'm sorry for using and abusing everybody and everything. I know that its weird and chilling to type in lists things that people already know and things that are shocking. I'm sorry for attracting such unwanted attention, and I'm also sorry for the way I treat people.
Christian woodward is the man that I thought I would never hurt -yes that is the core reason behind this post- and as ironic as it isn't, the one I fear I've hurt the most. I feel like shit for not being with him during the hard times I feel he's been through, and I hurt in secret for not having him in these hard times of my own.
I'm BROKE! My car is a big hunk of worthless &%~~@#! I just got another SPEEDING TICKET! I'm working at Hardee's again and my GPA is only 3.1!!! WAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!
MY LIFE IS WONDERING AIMLESSLY IN PITIFUL, UNAVOIDABLE CIRCLES WITHOUT ANY PLANS OR GOALS FOR IMPROVEMENT!
I fear for the worst.. I bet I'll still be living with my cousin by the time jesus returns to wave his judgemental hand across the land. Somebody, anybody, I'm not asking for a reassuring 2-lined 'comment,' please help me, if you care. If you care, email me. Send me a postcard. Call me on the phone and hear the apathy in my voice. Hold me?
I'm a horrible person and I have been this whole time, I'm not going to lie. I'm praying that this is the 'depression' of my year and that in the near future I will start hitting the 'growth' stage*.
No more pitty! If you do comment, say this:
BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! You horrible wench! *throws rotten appricots*
Oh. Anyone want to fly out to MO on the 19th to see Little Shop of Horrors with me? ;-)
Love and such,
Tina L. Warren..
*see: The Business Cycle as tought by high school teachers.