- "Well if I'm such a burden you shouldn't have had me."
Too much of a coward to tell him goodbye and too self-righteous to apologize.
We were supposed to leave yesterday but her conscience got in the way.
By the way, yes it does hurt when you don't acknowledge me. Always friends, right? Maybe you really are that fake.
You should stop being an emotional hormonal bipolar beehive and remember that you're my best friend.
We don't need new fucking curtains, it's a recession for Christ's sake.
D- D D+ C- C B+ A
I am scared. I look forward to going to school every day, if only to hold hands with someone.
He has the ability to look at everything I say and everything that is said to me. "You don't need privacy, what kind of secrets are you keeping?" I keep all kinds of secrets, thanks. Thinks he knows everything about me, how very very wrong he is.
I'm in a bit of a rut right now. Instead of going up and down my moods are sort of permanently down, and there is not a way for me to get them up, as far as I'm aware. I mean there's really no reason for me to be moping and angsting when there are so many other people with problems worse than mine. Kay told me Saturday that she "missed emo 7th grade Olivia." I found I didn't know what to say to that, because although really those were the happiest times of my life and I miss them too, I would not go through them again. I got a little indignant at the remark because this isn't the first time she's implied that she does not like the way I am now as much as then. Except, I know better than that.
Oh Jesus Christ almighty. Do I feel alright? No, not slightly. So uninspired, so sick and tired of all the hate you harbor.
Things will get better.
He has the ability to look at everything I say and everything that is said to me. "You don't need privacy, what kind of secrets are you keeping?" I keep all kinds of secrets, thanks. Thinks he knows everything about me, how very very wrong he is.
I'm in a bit of a rut right now. Instead of going up and down my moods are sort of permanently down, and there is not a way for me to get them up, as far as I'm aware. I mean there's really no reason for me to be moping and angsting when there are so many other people with problems worse than mine. Kay told me Saturday that she "missed emo 7th grade Olivia." I found I didn't know what to say to that, because although really those were the happiest times of my life and I miss them too, I would not go through them again. I got a little indignant at the remark because this isn't the first time she's implied that she does not like the way I am now as much as then. Except, I know better than that.
Oh Jesus Christ almighty. Do I feel alright? No, not slightly. So uninspired, so sick and tired of all the hate you harbor.
Things will get better.
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