it was all pretend. yea, yea.
i've realized that's what live journal is all about. to complain. by typing. not by whining and moaning to your friend on your cell phone, possibly because of the chance of brain cancer later in life..eh no thats not it. maybe because your "best" friend doesnt listen anymore. because you dont ever call unless your boyfriend isnt there. god damn i give up. i throw around the word "best" friend like its my job, and i apologize for that, recently ive found out who the real ones are.
i saw krissy leigh this weekend and almost start hysterically crying because i finally found myself again. the carefree girl that wants to go have a good time with no complaints, no one there to whine about how not fucked up they are, and how much better things would if you were fucked up. get a life.
yesterday we left at 12:12. Krissy Ann Clare, and Alex Frank. In the "Arctic Tundra" that I'd like to call rain/snow, it was barely snowing. Oh well it was cool we got to leave, We went to Fridays. My chicken smelled like fish and it was funny. They told the waitress it was my birthday, Alex wanted no singing. Then we went to see the Midget house, and roads we never been down before. I went by the Monmouth Beach house, its so fucking pretty.
Kelly Clarkson Reminds me of him. How weird.
March is going to be rough, I can feel it.
For once in my life, I don't want summer to come.
At All.
i saw krissy leigh this weekend and almost start hysterically crying because i finally found myself again. the carefree girl that wants to go have a good time with no complaints, no one there to whine about how not fucked up they are, and how much better things would if you were fucked up. get a life.
yesterday we left at 12:12. Krissy Ann Clare, and Alex Frank. In the "Arctic Tundra" that I'd like to call rain/snow, it was barely snowing. Oh well it was cool we got to leave, We went to Fridays. My chicken smelled like fish and it was funny. They told the waitress it was my birthday, Alex wanted no singing. Then we went to see the Midget house, and roads we never been down before. I went by the Monmouth Beach house, its so fucking pretty.
Kelly Clarkson Reminds me of him. How weird.
March is going to be rough, I can feel it.
For once in my life, I don't want summer to come.
At All.