. "Maybe you'll never remember me. Maybe my face will lose these scars." .
Grr. David isn't here. When David isn't here, I'm not a happy camper. I need to talk to David. Most people are too stupid. I have such high intolerance for stupid people.
People suck. People who want to forget about me, forget about me. Please. How hard is it to not pause and listen when my name is said then complain about it to no end? Really. Live. I do. And for those of you who want to be, you know, best friends forever, act like it. Don't try to avoid me because new blood is way cool and can support your reputation. Remember so many other times... You've got a grenade stuck in your teeth, and you're pulling at the pin.
This is ridiculous. I don't think I have any really close friends anymore. Just David. Friends don't disown you for not obeying their every command. Friends don't disown you for not buying them things. Friends don't lie. Friends need to stop showing their true colors because these ugly shades are REALLY a turn off.
I have so much school work to do tomorrow that should have already been done. My anatomy paper needs to be completed. I hate school. I hate myself, the procrastinator. I don't hate David. But I've been treating him with too much disrespect lately. He doesn't deserve my moodiness. Things are going to change. If my friends can't appreciate what I try to do for them, they can move on. And if people who want to be my friends are only fronting, they can stop lying to me.
I want sleep. I want my boyfriend.
People suck. People who want to forget about me, forget about me. Please. How hard is it to not pause and listen when my name is said then complain about it to no end? Really. Live. I do. And for those of you who want to be, you know, best friends forever, act like it. Don't try to avoid me because new blood is way cool and can support your reputation. Remember so many other times... You've got a grenade stuck in your teeth, and you're pulling at the pin.
This is ridiculous. I don't think I have any really close friends anymore. Just David. Friends don't disown you for not obeying their every command. Friends don't disown you for not buying them things. Friends don't lie. Friends need to stop showing their true colors because these ugly shades are REALLY a turn off.
I have so much school work to do tomorrow that should have already been done. My anatomy paper needs to be completed. I hate school. I hate myself, the procrastinator. I don't hate David. But I've been treating him with too much disrespect lately. He doesn't deserve my moodiness. Things are going to change. If my friends can't appreciate what I try to do for them, they can move on. And if people who want to be my friends are only fronting, they can stop lying to me.
I want sleep. I want my boyfriend.