just sitting around
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this morning they played the brand new song...it was pretty kool to here something like that on the annoucments at school...well today is like any other friday...doing nothing...and then going for choir practice at 8...i wanted to go see a movie...but no...i cant do anything...im allways doing what my mother wants me to do...but standing up to her is yell...its a never ending battle...i just wish her dreams were fulfilled in her childhood and not mine... god fuck...the church is my fuckin life...i told the priest about wanting to die my head bright red... it went on about how i have to die it back because im part of this cultural dancing thing and we have to have fake long braids in our hair and they dont have bright red hair...man im not going to let the church run my life...im dieing it as soon as i have a free weekend...next weekend is free...ill have a discussion with my mother... it will be a birthday present...the fuckin wiggers were have somthing to say to that... they wont call me avril anymore they'll call me...god knows what...watever at least im not trying to be a different skin colour...i wish they all burned in hell for all there stupid comments to everyone...especially my friends...it feel so wierd sitting here...having no feeling...just being so down...for no reason.. staring at a fuckin wall...staring out into space...nothing seems real...there is only one way to make me feel a bit better...im out, byes
sionara
this morning they played the brand new song...it was pretty kool to here something like that on the annoucments at school...well today is like any other friday...doing nothing...and then going for choir practice at 8...i wanted to go see a movie...but no...i cant do anything...im allways doing what my mother wants me to do...but standing up to her is yell...its a never ending battle...i just wish her dreams were fulfilled in her childhood and not mine... god fuck...the church is my fuckin life...i told the priest about wanting to die my head bright red... it went on about how i have to die it back because im part of this cultural dancing thing and we have to have fake long braids in our hair and they dont have bright red hair...man im not going to let the church run my life...im dieing it as soon as i have a free weekend...next weekend is free...ill have a discussion with my mother... it will be a birthday present...the fuckin wiggers were have somthing to say to that... they wont call me avril anymore they'll call me...god knows what...watever at least im not trying to be a different skin colour...i wish they all burned in hell for all there stupid comments to everyone...especially my friends...it feel so wierd sitting here...having no feeling...just being so down...for no reason.. staring at a fuckin wall...staring out into space...nothing seems real...there is only one way to make me feel a bit better...im out, byes
sionara