So my mother wants me to get another job. That's fine.

But even after I say "okay", she starts giving me some fucking speech about how much money I've been spending and lectures about how she doesn't earn that much and blah blah blah.

Basically, fuck money.
I hate it.

I hate the fact that people are so dependant on it. I hate that my mother pushes me ( Read more... )

I fcuk up.

Boy, do I fuck up.

I am yelled at.

Am I sad?

Sometimes.

Am I angry that I'm failing?

Sometimes. Sometimes I'm just indifferent. Or I think I'm indifferent and then my mom says something and I get angry, but at her.

But I'm really angry at myself and I'm too afraid to admit it.

I'm really so angry all the time, I don't know what to do.

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I just saw United States of Leland ( Read more... )

I think we're all too scared to kill ourselves.

I feel thrown away.

If you want to read about my latest emotional bullshit... keep goin ( Read more... )

To those who should hear it:

I love honesty.

and I love hippie clothes.

I love british films..

and driving to the beach..

and weekends.

and my car even though it looks retarded..

I kinda want a boy.

I'm getting bored of just kisses.

I wanna feel something..

Basically I do not like chicks.

They bug me sometimes.

I fail.

Let's just leave it at that.

Okay so I'm going to randomly update this because well.. I'm not as angry anymore ( Read more... )