May 22, 2007 19:04
Its fun to read posts from years ago from other people. And previous relationships. And wonder. Not about anything in particular, but just why I was mad about that, or happy about this, and why I liked this, and why I thought other things were lame.
Fuck.
I pressed a magic button that deleted more than I wanted.
Ummm... well what I was writing about (in a nutshell) was about how the younger years would have been a lot more fun had I known what I do now.
About how peoples opinions of you don't really matter, unless they matter to you.
I wish I would have spent less time caring about what I wore and whether or not it was expensive or looked like that really cute "indie" girl at the coffee shop.
I wish I could have realized that saying "fuck off" a lot easier than trying to make them like me.
Or school for that matter. I spent all this time, trying hard, learning stupid useless shit. Yes. In the long run it's better. But I would have chilled out a little more had I realized that my parents wern't going to pay for my life anymore like the rest of my friends.
That's it. I lost my thoughts.