5.17.2010

I want my brother to come back home.

I miss him :/

School is almost out.
Yay? Boo?
I'm not quite sure how I feel about that yet.

Boys are failures.
So are girls.
Everyone fails.

Except Alissa&Koffee.
They don't.

I wanna take a roadtrip next summer.
All over the country.
Anyone wanna join me?
idk why I say that like someone will respond.
I don't even think anyone reads these damn things.
But I don't mind.


Uhm.
Okay.
All of you asshole fuckers who keep treating me like I'm a slut and I'll hook up with you.
Yeah.
You need to fucking stop because uhhhhh I hate you?
I'm not a slut and I will definitely not hook up with you.
So stop saying shit like that too me.
Thanks.

p.s. I have a secret.
Wanna know it?
Ha. Well I'm not gonna tell you.


//screwyou.

5.07.2010

When my step-father was still my step-father, he would tell me that my mom was at the bar drinking because I made her miserabe.


//whatatruththatwas.

5.02.2010

11:11
Make a wish.

.......


I wonder how many times in a row I have to make the same wish before it comes true.


So it's a Sunday night.
And I still have two and a half pages to type for my late psychology report.
Lovely.

Unit math test on Thursday.
AP test on Friday.
Prom on Saturday.
Mother's Day on Sunday.
AP test on Wednesday.
Brother leaves on Thursday.
Depression will kick in Thursday night when I miss him.
Life = grand.
:


On the bright side
My room is very clean.
And rearranged.
Franklin and Donatello are still the best turtles ever.
They always listen to what I have to say.
And they don't ever complain.

Crap.
I have to pee again.
I hate this.
Why is my bathroom all the way downstairs?
Maybe I'll get more coffee while I'm down there.

I made more almond milk today.
I love it.
I am becoming more and more vegan as the days go by.
It makes me happy.
No one understands why I do it.
But that's okay.
At least I get it.

Secret: joiwlstcutmacmoomps.

No one will ever get that, so don't try.
I just needed to get it out there.

Sometimes I feel like this blog is totally pointless.
I know that no one reads it.
Maybe that's why I am so comfortable putting it up.
No one reads it even though they have the option to read it
And I am still putting my thoughts somewhere that isn't my poor migraine infested head.

Random fact: by my next birthday, I want three more ear piercings.
That'll make 12 total.
Which will be fun.

I really should concentrate.
Damn computer.


//didgoodtodaysorta.