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And so i'm back.....I figure since i have a good friend or 2 reading my livejournal, i'll keep writing in it, although with all the shit that i've been busy with lately; school, college, running, stress, stress , n stress; i haven't had anything interesting or apealing even to myself, to write about. I'm not bitching... sorry Skyler!(inside joke)Anyway, so here goes, the thing with K is over. I'm not terribly upset but i thought that it would have lasted longer cause we had our advetures n it was exciting. I was wrong about him tho, i must have thought that he was somebody else ,because i thought that he was for real but he wasn't.He couldn't handle our relationship...he said things maybe that he didn't mean, n he messed up when he just avoided telling me how he felt about the whole thing towards the end.
Moving on to otther things, i've become close with my friends from the bus and from Lunch and thats uplifting n fun sometimes, when i'm in a good mood. Sky, Alena, n I make this little fortress together n when we hang out or anything i feel comfortable....which is weird considering how i rarely trust anyone..
Its harder and harder to open up 2 people now, we aren't even talking about guys. N i hope i have fun this week n i don't end up drinking my weekend away. Cause i can't take all this homework n dad yelling all the time n the weird texts from K (he can't make up his mind)
n i hate the feeling of being squashed between 2 rooms, These walls are moving in on me, closer n closer....the space is smaller n smaller...n theres no fucking room to breathe.
Well I pictured you in blue,
But I have to say I'm more partial to the red.
Deep, dark, and devastating,
Leaving no question as to where you've been.
-Taking Back Sunday
Moving on to otther things, i've become close with my friends from the bus and from Lunch and thats uplifting n fun sometimes, when i'm in a good mood. Sky, Alena, n I make this little fortress together n when we hang out or anything i feel comfortable....which is weird considering how i rarely trust anyone..
Its harder and harder to open up 2 people now, we aren't even talking about guys. N i hope i have fun this week n i don't end up drinking my weekend away. Cause i can't take all this homework n dad yelling all the time n the weird texts from K (he can't make up his mind)
n i hate the feeling of being squashed between 2 rooms, These walls are moving in on me, closer n closer....the space is smaller n smaller...n theres no fucking room to breathe.
Well I pictured you in blue,
But I have to say I'm more partial to the red.
Deep, dark, and devastating,
Leaving no question as to where you've been.
-Taking Back Sunday