Mood: BLAHLBASLGFGSDF f*****t.
Song: Don't Trust Me; 3OH!3
Yaaa.
this is totally my last public journal.
>;l
i'm tired of people reading my thoughts and s**t.
...i guess it would make more sense to stop making journals all together
but lol.
where am I supposed to let out my feelings then?
and vent about s**t?
i got no whar.
ahh welll.
that's how it goesss.
grrrrrrrr.
grrrr
grr
gr.
You suck you know that right?
Like.
I mean really.
You do.
I've found lately that I'm frustrated as ******** at everyone.
And my dreams are haunting me.
Painpainpain.
Lololol.
Actually.
I don't know what they mean. Maybe its cuz I'm stressed?
Dunno.
Just know that one night I'm killing people.
The next I like break my nose and it was ******** disgusting btw. Let me tell you.
And now last night I beat the s**t out of my friend.
But ohh.
You were there.
;l
Ha ha ha.
What the ******** you had green eyes.
And I was like "UR EYES R GREEN."
And you were like "No, they're not stfu."
Pretty odd right?
Like most of my dreams I suppose harhar.
Rawr.
I hate being such a ******** emo f*****t.
It pisses me off.
Living with out regret hmmm.
Its harder than I thought lololol.
Cuz I already regret stuff ha ha ha.
I'm trying to change.
Even more than I have.
And if people don't like it I guess they can gtfo
and make room for my new friends.
My empty promises are filling up the jar.
And I'm tired of emptying them, only to have them full by the end of the day.
I'm ready to shatter that goddamn jar.
And move forward
Even if I cut my feet on the glass.
I'll leave a goddamn trail of blood
So maybe you'll find me
and we can be what we were so, so long ago.
AND DEN.
WE CAN LIVE HAPPIES
WIT EVER1 ELSE
LIEK
BRITTNEY
ZAK
LISA
KAYLEE
and ect.
;l
thanks.
Song: Don't Trust Me; 3OH!3
Yaaa.
this is totally my last public journal.
>;l
i'm tired of people reading my thoughts and s**t.
...i guess it would make more sense to stop making journals all together
but lol.
where am I supposed to let out my feelings then?
and vent about s**t?
i got no whar.
ahh welll.
that's how it goesss.
grrrrrrrr.
grrrr
grr
gr.
You suck you know that right?
Like.
I mean really.
You do.
I've found lately that I'm frustrated as ******** at everyone.
And my dreams are haunting me.
Painpainpain.
Lololol.
Actually.
I don't know what they mean. Maybe its cuz I'm stressed?
Dunno.
Just know that one night I'm killing people.
The next I like break my nose and it was ******** disgusting btw. Let me tell you.
And now last night I beat the s**t out of my friend.
But ohh.
You were there.
;l
Ha ha ha.
What the ******** you had green eyes.
And I was like "UR EYES R GREEN."
And you were like "No, they're not stfu."
Pretty odd right?
Like most of my dreams I suppose harhar.
Rawr.
I hate being such a ******** emo f*****t.
It pisses me off.
Living with out regret hmmm.
Its harder than I thought lololol.
Cuz I already regret stuff ha ha ha.
I'm trying to change.
Even more than I have.
And if people don't like it I guess they can gtfo
and make room for my new friends.
My empty promises are filling up the jar.
And I'm tired of emptying them, only to have them full by the end of the day.
I'm ready to shatter that goddamn jar.
And move forward
Even if I cut my feet on the glass.
I'll leave a goddamn trail of blood
So maybe you'll find me
and we can be what we were so, so long ago.
AND DEN.
WE CAN LIVE HAPPIES
WIT EVER1 ELSE
LIEK
BRITTNEY
ZAK
LISA
KAYLEE
and ect.
;l
thanks.
