I am so tired. I just want to see Kelly and hang out with the gang, but I can't go anywhere. Thanks to an odd mom. They protect me so much and shelter me like I am two. I am almost an adult, I need to LIVE! Then, they turn around and tell me how naive I am. Well, it's their own damn faults. And, I am not as naive as they think I am. What the hell.
Yet another day has passed, and I still don't have my camera, as promised. It's already been since the end of March that they promised. It probably won't be until next March that I get the son of a bitch. Why?!
My school stuff is a mess. They better be able to get it fixed, or no diploma of merit for me.

Why me? Someone just end it all.
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Ideas are like rabbits. You get a couple and lean how to handle them, and pretty soon you have a dozen
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These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
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Pump the blood out of my body and into yours. Rob me of my soul.
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