Facebook is a cesspool of negativity. Taalf Thorpe just called me “handsome”. I can’t decide if that’s a compliment or an insult. Eli Epstein posted a status about Zach Bobkoff being gay, and everyone ripped him to shreds. Nobody talks to me. My little sister is sitting to my right playing with my iPad. It’s 12:30 in the morning, she’s 7-years-old, and she...
What a stupid fucking bitch. Seriously, Leah? We calmly agreed not to be friends anymore and you turn around and block on my Facebook? I know it’s not a huge deal, but FUCK you. I’ve blocked two people ever, and it’s because they were heartless cunts. You, on the other hand, throw people in and out of your life like it’s no big deal. You’re such a fake ass little...
I Forgot Something.
I’m typing from my nee iPad that I got for Christmas. We had Christmas like 4 days early. I’m also starving. And for some reason, I believe that Hayley Anderson is going to read these posts? I’m..so special.
Why do I get so irked when I write in a journal? I got an amazing new little booklet that I plan to fill with my head, but of course, I’m all disturbed that it’s not uniform and perfect and spaced correctly and edited. I guess thats the beauty of raw writing. I’m starting to embrace this concept, but I’m still pretty distraugt. I’m so weird. On another note, my...
Between Leah Jane Davidson and You I suppose I have to be the bigger person. After reading your vicious words and receiving your dramatic cold shoulder, I have come to realize how unfair and thoughtless you have been. It’s almost cruel that you decided to be a bitch to me mere days after I broke down in front of you. You were heartless over text messages, unapproachable at school, and...
Tomorrow will be my final day in high school. Uhm. I think I could listen to piano music until I died.