I hated him I liked him I liked him some more I hated him I liked him I hated him alot And now I don't know anymore.
emo
My day was...a piece of poo. Well, not poo. Pee. Which is better than poo, in my book. So...my day was okay? I don't know.
WHY THE ******** DO THEY HAVE TO TELL ALL MY SECRETS. EXCUSE THE AFRICAN. BUT SERIOUSLY, I AM ******** DONE WITH TELLING THEM MY SECRETS! THEY FIND SOME SNEAKY WAY TO TELL EVERYONE MY SECRETS, STUFF LIKE "She used to like him." I'd be like "WTF? WHY ARE YOU TELLING PEOPLE THIS?!" "Well you don't like him anymore." DO YOU WANT ME TO TELL EVERYONE WHO YOU USED TO LIKE, FROM PRE-SCHOOL TO 8TH GRADE?
God, I am so done with trusting you guys.
Ugh, and I seriously need to find more people who aren't boring and actually talk about interesting things. I am so fed up with talking about stuff I don't give a (excuse the japanese) s**t about.
I'm so sweet, I know. ^__^
let the right one in · Tue Mar 31, 2009 @ 11:04pm · 0 Comments |