Nov 21, 2003 10:20
I should have never told Miles I like him. Dammit, everything is so fucked up now. Stupid boy. God, why can't he just mean to me now or something. He's still so fucking Miles-esque. Grr. And this morning, I woke up at 5 in the morning to wonder why the fuck he doesn't like me. Fuck. I'm so damn sick of this. I hate that I'm such a fucking loser. It makes me sick to my stomach.
I want to curl up into a ball in cry. And I can't because I'm at school and then I have to work. Damn. Maybe later or maybe something will happen to take my mind off all this. I wanted to avoid him today... alas, I can't because we have club pictures and half the clubs I'm in, he is too. Stupid Miles. Seriously, I'm so pathetic. I'm a terrible person... I'm shutting up before I fall into tears.