Listening to: tears in heaven - eric clapton
Feeling: paranoid
urhg. my life revolves around complaining.
but what else is new. i mean really.
luek does some things that totally back up his statement of love.
but he also does the tyhings that amke me not want to believe him.
and if i knew what to do, dear god, i would.
everyone else hates him.
but i hope they'll learn not too.
and all she does is yell.
fucking woman.
im a TEENAGER, HELLO!
i need a little something called a life.
that revolves around something MORE tehn housework, work, and school.
i drew a picture yesterday.
it is currently extremly misproportioned.
but when complete
it should be beautiful.
should be being the key term there.
urhhg.
my tummy hurts.
not sickness,
but actual pain.
like im being beat up on the inside.
and no, im not pregnant.
i have my jazz concert tonight.
hes picking soloists while were on stage, in the middle of the song.
im nervous.
and no, my tummy isnt sore because of that either.
im dying my hair again, a really nice red color.
excited yes?
heh. sex? yes? hehe
ahhh the memories.
memories.
i miss the memories.
maybe more will come to be.
but bon voyage,
and adios
SEX YES
ALLEY WAY SEX BOYS