Fill me with secrets,and I'll never tell, fatten me up,and I'll feed you well
I'm about to change, I feel it, I've been thinking about what other people think,so now I feel as if I have to change that. I stopped caring so long ago,everything is so lame now,this town. I'm ready to get out, I've been thinking about it every day now, I think about how I always say this, how I want to leave,and never come out, but I'll tell you, I'm one of the people who actually will get out, because if I see myself falling into that trap that people fall into after staying here a year after highschool, I will quit,and I will go to whatever college I feel as if I should attend, I don't want to stay here, I don't want to wait for anyone, I want out. I'll be gone, I've been living it up lately, I'm not scared to do anything, it's been smacking me in the face though, everything I do is wrong to everyone but me. So what if I spend my un needed class time in English to work on my drawings for my future fashion designing company. My guidance counselor told me that I don't have to pass my English class, my dad made them put me back in it. I think I'm going to Cocoa this weekend,oh fun. I've been being friendly lately,yeah take it while it lasts, won't be long before I'm in bitch mode again. I've been walking around in my underwear since I got home and out of the shower, I find it a lot more comfortable than actually wearing my pants oevr them, when no one is home or around. I get by anyways. I realize now how much I miss last year,and then next year I'll miss this year,and etc, why does it always work like that, like no matter how bad a year was, there is always something you want back when the next season rolls around.. Thanksgiving break is going to be anything but boring. Shoppppping,mmmmz,oh yeah,and I get to hang out with Braxton next weeeeekend !@^#%&^$, hopefully anyways ♥