Right now, I'm a mess.
All I want to do is cry. I'm sad, upset, frustrated, alone, and maybe even depressed. Anyways...

High school isn't what it's all cracked up to be so far. I have so much homework from my Honors classes. I have to wake up at 5 AM everyday, and ride the bus for an hour to get to school. Everyone is asking how I like it, and I say ( Read more... )

I hate him! Hate him with a passion!
That stupid fucktard!

*sigh* I need therapy. Or a hug. Either will do for me.

I mean, I would explain, but it's retarded and doesn't make sense. Not even to me.
But everything thing he does ticks me off. I can't even have a conversation with him on Facebook.
He doesn't even try to have a conversation. It hurts.

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Today my boyfriend broke up with me, FML.

It wasn't going to work out in the first place, so I guess you can say I saw it coming.
I'm proud to say, there was very little tears.
Not that I didn't care, I mean I was pissed.
And I still love him. In that wierd way.

Break ups are harsh. It's impossible to explain whats going through your mind in the first ( Read more... )

While the rest of the world is having an amazing summer, I am wasting my life away doing nothing. I might as well kill myself*.

I haven't done anything for the past three weeks. Except: brood over my sucky relationship, stay up until 2 am, sleep until 1pm, lay in bed, complain/spill my guts to Mollie, and have an emotional breakdown.
So don't ask ( Read more... )