Fack you.
I feel like I'm holding him back from something big, or something he is good at. I know he'll never say that I am or that I could ever do that. But I feel like I am. His father yelled at him and brought me into it. Maybe he would be better off without me, because he deserves something wonderful.
I feel like I've been a bitch to everyone, but I really don't care. I could actually make a list on one sheet of paper of the people who I actually like. All the others I absolutly hate. I hate the ignorant assholes that our school holds. I hate how immature they all are, yet I'm immature sometimes too. But only with reason.
If you tick me off, I tick you off. Or threaten you nicely. Because honestly, before stuck-up bitches came into my life I was pretty happy with everything. I've just been so negative towards people. But I kind of feel shitty about it because I should care, but I really don't.
Of course, the immature jerks at Booth Memorial had to make a bomb threat [which was written on the bathroom stall for a week or so]. I missed out on a few classes today because of it. I can't afford to miss that right now. I can't afford to miss any school, really. I took a pee a week ago and stared at the bathroom stall door and chuckled because everybody is so dumb.
I don't even like talking to people anymore [with the exception of my friends, of course]. Everybody just pisses me off. Even seeing how horrible the people at our school has become kind of pisses me off. I just put on my headphones and block out the world. Or I sit by myself and write. I don't really have any interest in anything as much anymore.
Although I've taken a liking to photography lately. As well as painting.
Just thoughtful things, that take my mind away from a horrible world.
I think you should all go listen to Pantera now, and walk with me.
Sometimes when I'm alone
I wonder all aloud
If you're watching over me
Some place far abound
I must reverse my life
I can't live in the past
Then set my soul free
Belong to me at last
The way we were
The chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Or maybe I'm lacking of sex.
O_o
Sex makes everything better.
I feel like I've been a bitch to everyone, but I really don't care. I could actually make a list on one sheet of paper of the people who I actually like. All the others I absolutly hate. I hate the ignorant assholes that our school holds. I hate how immature they all are, yet I'm immature sometimes too. But only with reason.
If you tick me off, I tick you off. Or threaten you nicely. Because honestly, before stuck-up bitches came into my life I was pretty happy with everything. I've just been so negative towards people. But I kind of feel shitty about it because I should care, but I really don't.
Of course, the immature jerks at Booth Memorial had to make a bomb threat [which was written on the bathroom stall for a week or so]. I missed out on a few classes today because of it. I can't afford to miss that right now. I can't afford to miss any school, really. I took a pee a week ago and stared at the bathroom stall door and chuckled because everybody is so dumb.
I don't even like talking to people anymore [with the exception of my friends, of course]. Everybody just pisses me off. Even seeing how horrible the people at our school has become kind of pisses me off. I just put on my headphones and block out the world. Or I sit by myself and write. I don't really have any interest in anything as much anymore.
Although I've taken a liking to photography lately. As well as painting.
Just thoughtful things, that take my mind away from a horrible world.
I think you should all go listen to Pantera now, and walk with me.
Sometimes when I'm alone
I wonder all aloud
If you're watching over me
Some place far abound
I must reverse my life
I can't live in the past
Then set my soul free
Belong to me at last
The way we were
The chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Or maybe I'm lacking of sex.
O_o
Sex makes everything better.