jacked from my fellow insomniac
i am not: mentally stable
i hurt: the feelings of annoying children
i love: being alone, music, skanking with my home dogs
i hate: being annoyed
i fear: doing crap with my life
i hope: school isnt a boring yawn fest next year
i hear: voices in my head telling me to stab you
i crave: lust
i regret: nothing
i cry: when I flip out and can't hit people because I'm in "public"
i care: about myself
i always: come across as the contridicting sweet pyscho bitch
i long to: meet Mr.Sex...bah...I mean Kett.
i feel alone: when I see sickingly happy couples
i listen: to absolutly everything as loud as it will go without making my ears bleed
i hide: my huge man penis
i drive: myself to insanity
i sing: randomly out of no where
i dance: professionaly
i write: mostly dark things when I need to vent myself of my feelings
i breathe: under water with a ballon around my face...o_O Fuck you it works.
i play: video gams like a twele year old boy
i miss: being a kid and not having to worry about crap
i search: for happiness that comes naturally
i learn: absolutly nothing in school anymore
i feel: like a hazard to myself sometimes
i know: people think I'm a bitch
i say: dirty things really loud when I'm talking to my friends and there is always a cop or something behind me like O_o
i fail: at giving a fuck about school
i dream: of my future
i sleep: way into the afternoon during the summer when my insomnia hits
i wonder: what people really think of me
i want: a guy who isnt always like I WANT SEX all the time
i worry: way too much about crap
i have: insane friends who skip down ally ways with me
i give: alot when proforming
i fight: by verbally lashing people
i wait: for the perfect opportunity
i need: a job, or something
i am: happy with who I am
i can't help the fact that: I can never keep my mouth shut
i stay: away from people who I want to die
i smell: like a hospital...? o_o