Listening to: my cheering
Feeling: accomplished
alright i got it back to the way it was..im happy..yay....feelign really wierd today bc i am wearing yellow...its very..bright. Anyways heres something i wrote last night when i was pissed at someone. As much as i was pissed i was thankful bc it inspired me to paint and write again! yay. ok its nothing too poetic but just thoughts from an angry teen:
To Ashley:
You're so completely twisted
and I fucking hate you
your disgust grows everyday
and I just want to shoot you
You've got all these thoughts
that are warped by what your brutal society
has taught you. And where have they got you?
On the cover of fucking seventeen?
Do they guys all love the life you lead
and the fake smiles smeared across your face?
Your vision sickens me and your perception saddens me
maybe its not your fault your so fucking vile
maybe its not your fault you live a life of lies and hatred based on whats cool.
But you know what? fuck you!
Argh..why am I friends with his friends?Its obvious his name is going to come up practically every second...humm
-penelope
i like your diary.