the whole thing makes no damn sense i wish i would

my head hurts from trying on scholarships. I want to quit job number one. my art teacher's mom died. And I only have a week for spring break to bring 2 of my class grades up from f's. there's a really really lame boy who likes me/i talk to. he frightens me. i hate trying to compete with perfect students for things which i need just as much, if not more. the grey hurts, i feel dissillusioned, my eyes want to cry.
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