"What can I say to make you admit you're afraid?"
omg. I feel like fucking shit. My head, stomach, and back hurts and I feel like I'm going hurl all over the floor. I should be sleeping.
If anyone (not you guys, of course) gives me any shit about staying home from school today, I will honestly dig out their eyes a wooden spoon.
My creative writing has become blocked with all the stress been going on lately. After my dearest grandmother leaves this weekend, I will probably be back on track, better than ever even. Expect some angry poems in the future. I'm in the process of writing the satan3ss poem. It's getting there, but it's really slow. I know it will be better once this weekend is over.
I'm going back to bed. At around 1, I'll get up and read friends' journal. :-D After all, I did promise.
If anyone (not you guys, of course) gives me any shit about staying home from school today, I will honestly dig out their eyes a wooden spoon.
My creative writing has become blocked with all the stress been going on lately. After my dearest grandmother leaves this weekend, I will probably be back on track, better than ever even. Expect some angry poems in the future. I'm in the process of writing the satan3ss poem. It's getting there, but it's really slow. I know it will be better once this weekend is over.
I'm going back to bed. At around 1, I'll get up and read friends' journal. :-D After all, I did promise.