My dad is awesome.
Sometimes he's really stubborn and old-fashioned and doesn't really know how to handle me crying and stuff, but mostly, my dad is really fair.
I have no idea sometimes how he stands being married to mom when she's all cranky, though... He's a trooper. He's a good guy yaknow?
So, basically. The ex.
I don't wanna get too wordy and emotional, so I'll bulletpoint.
-is doing exactly what he did last year
-is the angstmaster flex
-so he dumps me again
-I am happy
-he is angsty
-can't even sit at the same lunch table as me with his best friends there
-can't you just ignore me
-guess I was right
So honestly, I'm not THAT upset about the breakup, 'cause I know what's going on... same as last year.
Kid's got so many damn emotions, he really needs to sort them out.
so I got dumped, or attempted dumped today.
over a stupid, stupid, stupid!!!!! reason.
now school will be lonely and fuckall.
he is so complicated and yet wonderful at the same time and all i want is things to be okay, to be okay again, and for him to say he loves me like he did today and tell me he loves my tiny baby hands
everything was fine so soon ago
Okay! So hey guys. I'm up late with another rousing case of my nighttime anxiety about stupid things.
Anyways, I have an odd curiosity towards the supernatural, but reading about it fucks me over in the sleep department. So.. while I'm up... Anyone have any creepy stories? Things you never figured out that happened when you were little?
I have a few but they're kinda silly, not worth telling. My friend remembers some little things, like laying down to take a nap on a bed where there was a shelf right across, and waking up and all the things were rearranged but nobody moved them.
I am a thankful child.
I am thankful I can sit in a tub of artificially heated water every day and relax my sore, first-world-barely-worked-muscles; enough water wasted every day to keep someone hydrated for months-
I am thankful I return to a stable house with working plumbing so I can shit without worrying about getting cholera from our water supply, and I can wash our clothes, hands, dishes, etc-
I have a feeling you'll enjoy this, Chad. It sure made *me* laugh.
Oh, religion. You wacky, thing, you.
I don't know how, but I've gotten really sick, so I'm gonna write a short journal before taking a hot bath and laying down for nappsies.
-I got my driver's permit and have been driving (which is really fun)
-Spring break is lonely and really fukkin' sucks without my dude friends
-I made a sandslash out of clay last night just for funsies and will paint it later
maybe i'll go lay on the couch and watch ponies and stuff until I feel better
WAIT WAIT WAIT I have some pictures for you all
Yeah, not doing my math homework. Cryin' too much.
It's scary how quick people die. One day they're fine, the next they're bleeding internally and their heart stops.
okay so where do I start :D
So first off : Yeah I've been fukkin' inactive as all shitface. I get on like once or twice, read the journals up, and then leave. So sorry D:
I love you all though~
My recent bout of crap mood has floated away, so hooray! I think I was just really feeling lonely, and like nobody wanted to hang out. And then I went on an orchestra trip and got to spend lots of time with my friends and boyfriend and then I came back just feeling great.
I think I just needed an outlet.
be back on Sunday!
in which I write some collectively depressing insights on my life right now.
So, I guess, it's just kinda whatever. Just bored as all shit.. Not exactly like my usual, but hey. After all that poetry shit we've been doing in english... I'm gonna write something, I guess.
Prepare your anus for a raping of lameness and emo-ness I guess...
I always wonder the different reasons for people cutting.
Boyfriend is sick :( He's got hives and he's been throwing up :(
anyone know if he should go to the doctor? He's taking a nap right now but I'm kinda scared for him :( <3
okay so I'll keep it simple : I've actually, for the first time in years, been really depressed these last couple weeks and I HATE that word because it implies that I'm sad, or suffering, or something, when in reality I'M JUST SO FREAKING BLAND
like I don't feel ANYTHING, really, just not happy and not sad
and I don't want to do anything at all but lie around and BLARG
my best analogy for it is that I feel like a car, one of those ugly beater cars, that ran out of gas on the highway so someone decided to get out and squirt some steaming diarrhea into the gas can and call it good.
CHECK US OUT ALL SNAZZY
Anyways yeah we had a ball thing and it was really nice to waltz with him :') <3 He looked so goooood :')
But I danced without shoes and XD he stepped on my feet a lot and broke my nail in half XD Woops!
Anyways that's really all. Just wanted to show us off :P <3
SEATTLE IS ONE OF THE MOST DANGEROUS CITIES IN AMERICA
OH SHIT GUYS. OH SHIT. MY PURITY IS IN DANGER!
But yeah, I'm having trouble figuring out if it's all a joke, all serious, or a little of both. Some articles seem pretty legit and the comments suggest so, but most if it is just soo ridiculous that it's hilarious..
I'm gonna stick with one of the comments and agree it's like the Onion for Christians, which is great if they actually *do* have a sense of humour... ;)