pixelating
Im always wondering what angle is the best. I woke up sick, well ive been sick. I woke my sister up at 5:45, just like I said I would. I forgot my "phone" on my moms nighttable/stand thing. I walked out of math..again. We have a take home test, is anyone good at math? I don't eat tortillas, no one believes im mexican, true story. Oh well.
I have a sore throat. Whenever im ready to talk to you, you're never around. The second I dont want to tell you anything, I see you.
I dont know what im doing anymore. I just don't like feeling this way.
Maybe certain words shouldn't bother me as much anymore. Im beginning to understand why people move away. I miss my mother, I need money fast. The guy at taco cabana stole the number 26.
For once, I want things to go right. Just once.
edit: i realized what's wrong. ive been listening to the lamestsaddest music lately. so from now on, none of that. Unless somehow its imperative. Or you know, I remember im fickle.