ugh
I should really get on here more.
But then again, I shouldn't.
I've realized, If someone read my livejournal, and didn't know who I was They wouldn't really understand anything. Well actually, if anyone actually read it they wouldn't understand any of it. Why? I never use specifics. I never ever say a name. Well, I rarely do anyways. Like when I'm mad, I won't use a person's name. It's ooober confusing and the only person that would actually understand is me or the person it's about. Whatever. Today was the worst day in the world. Not really. But whatever. A day i dont get to do my hair, is a day in hell. But I really didn't want to do anything today...or ever. I dont ever want to do anything at all. I'm just a bum that doesn't have a life that won't amount to anything in life. I'll just talk about doing something and I wont. Whatever. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of myself and the people around me. I see the same people everyday, I do the same thing everyday, I eat the same thing every morning. My life is so routine that I'm sick of it, yet I dont want to change it. Whatever. I'm content yet dissatisfied with what I'm doing. I know that the only person that can change this is myself, but I don't want to. Something's holding me back and I dont know what. Whatever I'm done.
But then again, I shouldn't.
I've realized, If someone read my livejournal, and didn't know who I was They wouldn't really understand anything. Well actually, if anyone actually read it they wouldn't understand any of it. Why? I never use specifics. I never ever say a name. Well, I rarely do anyways. Like when I'm mad, I won't use a person's name. It's ooober confusing and the only person that would actually understand is me or the person it's about. Whatever. Today was the worst day in the world. Not really. But whatever. A day i dont get to do my hair, is a day in hell. But I really didn't want to do anything today...or ever. I dont ever want to do anything at all. I'm just a bum that doesn't have a life that won't amount to anything in life. I'll just talk about doing something and I wont. Whatever. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of myself and the people around me. I see the same people everyday, I do the same thing everyday, I eat the same thing every morning. My life is so routine that I'm sick of it, yet I dont want to change it. Whatever. I'm content yet dissatisfied with what I'm doing. I know that the only person that can change this is myself, but I don't want to. Something's holding me back and I dont know what. Whatever I'm done.