the truth.
i don't even know what to say. i feel so lonely. blehhh. this has been the most boring friday of my life. i didn't go to school today because i had the flue last night. and i actually drank sprite, so i knew it was a gonna be bad. anyways. today, i did nothing. i sat on my bed, and did nothing. i read 3 books though. wow. THREE. and i finished all my homework. yes, that's how bored i was. wow. and i listened to music. and that's about it. now it's 12:44 and i'm still waiting to go to george webb's with steph. dayuumm. soo yeah. i haven't said anything in awhile. probably cause nothings changed. i haven't talked to ricky in like 2 weeks now. and it's not bothering me. at all. i'm actually happier now that everythings over. i lost one of my best friends, but hey. shit happens. people change. i don't hate him for what he did, but i'm not happy either. i'm really not happy. otherwise i'd still be friends with him. the main reason i got so mad at him was because this whole time he said he loved me, he actually didn't. maybe he's just a jerk. i don't know. but on his survey he answered no to the question "have you ever been in love?" that hurt. a lot. so i figured i didn't need to take this shit from him anymore. i'm so over that. i'm so over getting screwed over by everyone.
and then for some reason a lot of people think i hate them? whatever. unless i've told you that i hate you, or you've heard it from a close friend, it's not true. i don't understand why people believe all this stupid shit. whatever.
and also. i'm really sick of getting called a slut everyday. if you know me, you'll know i'm the farthest thing from a slut. i'm pretty damn distant. anyways. who cares if i like to wear short skirts? who cares? i sure as hell don't care what other girls wear. hey, if they want to wear mini skirts and tube tops to school, whatever. who fucking cares. if you don't like what i'm wearing, or if i'm wearing something too skimpy, then don't even fucking look at me. don't say a word. i don't come to school to be rated or judged. i like to have fun with my clothes. end of story. if i'm wearing a mini skirt, get over it. chances are i'm not gonna hvae my ass hanging out all day at school. i'm not that low. and usually, since it's winter, i wear tights under them. even if i were to bend down, you wouldn't see half as much, but people overreact. i'm really fucking sick of everything.
and friends. i don't know who my friends are these days. i just don't know. i can't trust anyone anymore. i fall too easily for everyones needs and wants. well i'm sick of it. i can only consider like 5 friends my true friends. i know they have my back. and they know who they are. as for other people, i'm not opening up so easily anymore. they can all fuck off.
and yes this is a long entry. but. BOYS. another thing im awfully sick of. i can't stand the fact of seeing all my girls getting screwed over. gahh fuck them. i can't stand any of this shit anymore.
"The best way to get over something, is to start something new"
-Thirteen
g'night kids.
and then for some reason a lot of people think i hate them? whatever. unless i've told you that i hate you, or you've heard it from a close friend, it's not true. i don't understand why people believe all this stupid shit. whatever.
and also. i'm really sick of getting called a slut everyday. if you know me, you'll know i'm the farthest thing from a slut. i'm pretty damn distant. anyways. who cares if i like to wear short skirts? who cares? i sure as hell don't care what other girls wear. hey, if they want to wear mini skirts and tube tops to school, whatever. who fucking cares. if you don't like what i'm wearing, or if i'm wearing something too skimpy, then don't even fucking look at me. don't say a word. i don't come to school to be rated or judged. i like to have fun with my clothes. end of story. if i'm wearing a mini skirt, get over it. chances are i'm not gonna hvae my ass hanging out all day at school. i'm not that low. and usually, since it's winter, i wear tights under them. even if i were to bend down, you wouldn't see half as much, but people overreact. i'm really fucking sick of everything.
and friends. i don't know who my friends are these days. i just don't know. i can't trust anyone anymore. i fall too easily for everyones needs and wants. well i'm sick of it. i can only consider like 5 friends my true friends. i know they have my back. and they know who they are. as for other people, i'm not opening up so easily anymore. they can all fuck off.
and yes this is a long entry. but. BOYS. another thing im awfully sick of. i can't stand the fact of seeing all my girls getting screwed over. gahh fuck them. i can't stand any of this shit anymore.
"The best way to get over something, is to start something new"
-Thirteen
g'night kids.