Who I am hates who I've been
Isent life just a big ugly mess?
I just don't get what is with the world this day & age.Everything is so messed up and uncertain. I'm so scared of it all.
As of right now, I don't have a phone, so if anyone wishes to contact me who does not have aim, my e-mail address is lunakel5@hotmail.com
What if I am trapped here in Addison all of the time once I don't have my mom's house to stay at? I think I'll just die if my life ends up being like that.
The stupid bug bites on my skin seem to be getting worse and it is driving me insane. I hate this apartment and I hate Addison.
I feel sick to my stomach.
I remember back when I worried about little things.
I remember when:
Buying things cheered me up.
My biggest fear was public speaking.
I refused to leave the house with out make up.
Driving sounded fun and exciting.
Wal mart was my love, not some big evil monster that is destroying America.
I only had to put up w/ my dad's drunkeness every other weekend.
Food and gas were not things that concerned me.
I wanted a boyfriend.
I cared what mold I fit into(emo, prep, goth....)
Penguinisim was my religion.
Politics were boring.
College was far away into the future.
Animal rights and the environment were none of my concern.
.....If I could go back to this, it would be wonderful. I was blissful and blind to what the world was. To what I was.
I just don't get what is with the world this day & age.Everything is so messed up and uncertain. I'm so scared of it all.
As of right now, I don't have a phone, so if anyone wishes to contact me who does not have aim, my e-mail address is lunakel5@hotmail.com
What if I am trapped here in Addison all of the time once I don't have my mom's house to stay at? I think I'll just die if my life ends up being like that.
The stupid bug bites on my skin seem to be getting worse and it is driving me insane. I hate this apartment and I hate Addison.
I feel sick to my stomach.
I remember back when I worried about little things.
I remember when:
Buying things cheered me up.
My biggest fear was public speaking.
I refused to leave the house with out make up.
Driving sounded fun and exciting.
Wal mart was my love, not some big evil monster that is destroying America.
I only had to put up w/ my dad's drunkeness every other weekend.
Food and gas were not things that concerned me.
I wanted a boyfriend.
I cared what mold I fit into(emo, prep, goth....)
Penguinisim was my religion.
Politics were boring.
College was far away into the future.
Animal rights and the environment were none of my concern.
.....If I could go back to this, it would be wonderful. I was blissful and blind to what the world was. To what I was.