Sleepless

Feeling: alone
Hm. I'm quite bored. I really ought to go to bed, but I don't want to. Sleepless and loveless. I really, really wish that I could find somebody that falls head-over-heels in love with me. How great would that be? Don't tell me that I'm too young for that to happen. I just found out that today is my step-grandparents 44th anniversary. They started going out when he was 15 and she was 14. How amazing is that? So what the hell, if they can find true love at such a young age, then why the hell can't I? Maybe because I'm a stupid introverted whore (not really a whore, but you get the point) who never gives anyone a chance, and I never actually do what I want to do when I am with a guy. lmfao. I just wrote a whole paragraph about all of the things that I've wanted to do, but I felt quite slutty, so I erased it. I'm afraid to be myself. I don't even know who I am. I'm going to Justine's house tomorrow after I get my eyebrows done (FINALLY). Right when I get there, we have to go get Devyn and his stupid friend, then take them up to Gateway and then go get Anthony, so him and Devyn's fuckass friend can fight. Thennnn Justine thinks that she's gonna fight Tiffany, but like I said earlier, I will kick Justine's ass before she touches Tiffany. I don't even want to see Anthony. He pisses me off so bad. Haha. I think I might be lying, but I just know that I really, really dont want to see him... What would happen if I were to die tonight. Would anybody even care? And if they did, how long would the emotions for me last? I bet you they would be gone within a month, and I would be nothing but a distant memory; a faded photograph. I'm so dumb. But I feel like somebody is going to come up behind me and slit my throat tonight. It seems like every night my mind thinks up different ways for me to get murdered. I fucking hate it. I can't even walk down a hall in the dark without scaring myself. I really want to have a strong relationship with somebody. I want everybody to look at us and just know. Know that we are meant to be together. I want a crazy-fun relationship. Where we can just run around and be as wild and loud as we wanted, without caring about what anybody around us thought; because the only thing that we would be caring about was each other. God I'm such a faggot.
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