i feel like such a total trend whore, yet i feel like im in the right skin. my stupid little scars don't count as an accesory. my hair's all messy, i'm wearing that scaryish skull shirt with the little one on the front and the big one on the back, and my black jeans, and my skelly shoes. i dont know why, because this is totally not the sarah i used to be, but i almost feel right at th emoment. i finally realize... i belong here. what happens next is up to me. i have to do something worthwhile and stop wasting my life with wishes and shit. i could be so happy if i wanted to. if i could apply myself more, i could make my life right again some entries that were made private and have not been looked at for a while should continue to go unlooked at.