i saw him today
i’m not mad anymore. but while walking across campus, i saw the other guy. i freaked out a little and my friend told me to just look away and not say anything. her advice wasn’t needed though. he didn’t even notice me walking by. i wasn’t relieved though. i wanted him to notice me, to say hi, explain why he had been such a jerk to me. i don’t want to care but i got so...
i had to drive four hours today while on about four hours of sleep. still haven’t taken a nap, and i have to continue studying. all i want is to pass out in the sun and wake up tan. OH AND BIG NEWS! the boyf is interested in sexing other girls, so i’m allowed to want to have sex with other guys…fuckin awesome. i need some strange.
at the moment...
i am sitting in my boyfriend’s dorm while he takes a poop. at dinner tonight, he asked me whether or not i was happy. i said of course but i wasn’t being honest. should i have told him the truth? that our relationship has become a bit lackluster and i’m starting to have feelings for someone who is REALLY not interested? i’m confused and feel awful. what do i do?
thanks to william beckett...
i’m in a much better mood than i’ve been as of recently. it’s just one of those times when you hear a song that just makes sense at the right time. i recommend you all listen to Compromising Me. It’s a simple song that says so much and the music just makes you want to float around in slow motion dancing.
i’m probably the biggest hypocrite i know. i complain about being bored with him, then get mad when he hangs out with other girls. i hate cheaters, but i’ve cheated before. i’m young and don’t really know who i want to be or who should be with me. i thought i had it all figured out until all of this craziness started happening.
never get too attached. you’ll usually end up sitting in your room wondering what you did wrong.
i just wanna have sex right now. my boyfriend has to live like 200 miles away, so where does that leave me? sexless. i want some bacon. that would be nice right now. sex and bacon.
alcohol just makes my brain clearer sometimes. i made peace with a mothrrfcker because i’m drunk and wanted a hamburger. nextime your pissed at someone just be like yo mofo you owe me a burger no mustard. shit works itself out. obviously we’re not back to before but we are at least not mad so much annymore…or i’m not so mad anymore. he shouldn’t be mad. i was nothing...
Sometimes you just need to breathe. There’s no sense trying to fix something when it’s already broken. I can’t be angry forever. Yes, my heart was hurt, but that just means it was in the wrong hands. I forgive you for what you’ve done to me, and I hope you know I’m still smiling. I can still love.
i got 99 problems
and you’re a fucking douche.
you’re a dick. and your dick is little.
i get so freakin annoyed
I JUST WANT YOU TO TEXT ME BACK. IS THAT SO HARD?! i’m pissed because i stared at my phone all day waiting. honestly, that kinda hurts. you’re a dick sometimes. i want us to be friends but not if it’s only going to happen when it’s convenient for you. that’s not fair. stop being rude and just say hello. i would truly appreciate it.
Sometimes I get sick of having to worry about other people’s feelings. I give so much of myself to the people around me, and it feels like I never get anything back. When I go to visit my dad and his family, I usually end up crying at some point in the trip because I have to work so hard to look like I’m enjoying myself. I’m usually not though. I have no friends up there so I...
I can't keep friends...
Growing up, I had the same small group of friends from kindergarten all the way through high school. Unfortunately, I was always the odd friend out, who was only invited to do things with them once in a while. You would think I would have tried harder to find other people to hang out with, but I was shy and felt like if I just tried harder, they would eventually like me more and I could finally...
So There's This Boy...
A little over two years ago, I met the boy I’m going to marry someday. I’m only nineteen, but I promise, it will happen. If it doesn’t, I give you full permission to be cruel and say, “told you so.” I’ve never been good at choosing the right guy thanks to my somewhat absent father. I actually haven’t dated a lot because of it. But, like most girls, I...
Let me begin...
I am no one important. At least, not to most. I am like every other person who is dying to spill their thoughts with nowhere to pour. You may not know me, but don’t be afraid to try. You might find we’re more alike than different. I grew up in a family that fell apart. My father didn’t want to follow my mother when she began to miss her own mother. We moved to Florida when I...