*oops*
sorry for my freaking out yesterday ... if i freaked out at you or you read this piece of crap journal thing then you saw and dont think im crazy and sorry cuz just been a bad week and i know there are worse things then dresses that dont fit and having (or in my case NOT) hips ... but sometimes you need to vent and when theres no one to vent to and you cant write it all down you can type ... and yeah the end ... i still like my fuck fuck fuck and bitch bitch bitch poems ... oh and is it okay to skip graduation?