baby, i'm an anarchist

[wastedinthecars]

fuckfuckfuck. i miss him so much. i know i shouldn't. but it's all i've been thinking about this weekend. i shouldn't care. he was a dick to me before he left. butttttttttttttt. i can't help it. i want to be there for him. i want to go watch him graduate. and i'm sick of trying with these boys and failing. and this weekend was sub par. i didn't do much of anything. last night i sat around and watched football. stupidstupidstupid. i am exhausted. and i don't want to do homework. i want to sleep. all day long. blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i feel like crap. and i don't want to go to drawing. fuck this game.

(p.s. hi billy! mr. i like to read this journal then bring up things i wrote in a black mail-ish way in conversation. haha.)