• OKAY SO... I haven't posted in sooo long, who are all these ppl IMing me? gah, i'm like never on anymore so stop sending CRAP to my phone, i dont answer mKay?!?!? LIFE: Under neither life, hum, i really dont kno what to say. I've had soo many ups and downs and so many things i cant even name. I seem to be having major anger problems lately. I just get all fussy at everyone and junk. Just dont make me mad and i'll be okay, okay? Bout ready to shoot some ppl too. GOOD FREAKIN LORD! just stop with the drama ppl. its not worth it. Why am I always stuck in the middle of EVERYTHING? it really does suck. *do you want to trade places with me? because if you do, maybe we can sleep together first. just to make sure we really do want to trade places* BOYS ARE SUCH A PAIN IN MY REAR END. WHY. WHY oh WHY. just answer that for me first. whats the point? its so stupid and gay. EVERYTHING! i dont even kno what i'm saying!!!!!!!! some of ya'll can be sooooo hotttttt though. ~GIVE ME YOUR NUMBER, AND I'LL CALL, AND I'LL FOLLOW THAT THANG TO THE MALL~ dont take me, trust me, learn me, then love me. don't take a piece off and decide you hate it, try it all, in fact dont try, just do. dont be so chicken...go for it. if you love her, you love her. if you hate her, you hate her. you cant change your absulote true feelings. dont get it twisted, get it RIGHT. get 'er done. j/k. mhm. My face hurts because of you, you always hurt me. It burns like a fist to a fire, like a head to a brick wall, like my heart in your hands. YOU say trust me, i say how can I when you lie like nobody's bussiness? your eyes are brown, wana know why? -because you're full of SHIT. no other explanation, right? unless i think of an even dumber one later. cant wait huh? You keep me up soo late, even when i'm not talkin to you. why do i think about you sooo much? you mean nothing to me, but for someone who means nothing to me, you sure do tak e up alot of my time. what happened to our old communication? we would talk for hours, about everything, which to us, was nothing. you always made my day. and i believe i made yours too. in less than a year, alot can happen. for example: I MET SOMEONE. WE STARTED TO LIKE EACHOUTHER. THAT FADED FAST. WE BECAME CLOSE FRIENDS. WOULD TALK EVERYDAY FOR HOURS. STARTED LIKING EACHOTHER AGAIN. IT DIDNT FADE. JEALOUSY CAME TO PLAY. STARTED TALKING LESS. STOPPED LIKING EACHOTHER. BECAME "OKAY" FRIENDS. THEN CAME BACK STABBING. GOT IN FIGHTS ALL THE TIME. STOPPED TALKING. STARTED TALKIN AGAIN AFTER A WHILE. QUICKLY BUT SURELY, BECAME FRIENDS AGAIN. HE LIED. I HURT, HIM AND MYSELF. WE BOTH HURT, BUT NEITHER ONE OF US DARED TO SAY ANYTHING TO THE OTHER. LOST COMMUNICATION. STOPPED TALKING. NOW WE'RE HERE. BOTH HURT, NOT TALKING, NOT FRIENDS. (thats my point of view) what to do what to do... i deserve a good man in my life, actually, i NEED a good man in my life. no no, i dont need a good man in my life, i just want one. so the ugly freaks will go away! i no want you, do you understand that? gahlee i wana start modeling again so i can make some money! EEKKK. so i went to my friends house today and she tried to steal my converses. not really a friend, huh. she goes "well u got 4 other pairs, takin one isnt goin to kill you" i'm like "go get ur own! thats not hard either!" sheesh Look outside, take a picture. a mental picture. just sit, stare, wonder. remember things. think about the past. sometimes it can heal the present. cry. cut. stab. steal. pain. it feels so good to me. why? i kno why, because i'm a freak. but i'm okay with being a freak, it doesnt bother me and i dont care about you. *the scars on my wrist are because of you. everytime i see them, i think about you. you should be happy, that i even think about you. you're nothing but one single strand in my whole head of hair. k, guess i must translate that for you IDIOT. what that means is, you really truly are nothing. get over it.* closing words: --> I hope you trip and fall in a ditch

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