| At least you're still reading this, so at least I know at that you still care.
This is the first post in.....months. Most likely the last.
Life hasn't been treating me nice. In return, it has formed me equally to the monster that it has become to me.
It's never too late, as they say, but they're wrong. It's too late, far too late. Too late to be what I used to.
I hate my school, my friends are turned against me. The world will never be what I expected. I never do anything right; I always fuck things up. Already the first of February and I lost count on how many times I've fucked up this year. Too many. I am a failure. No one likes me.
Betrayed.
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| Alright, on my last blog there is a comment from TheTheologinsCafe. he's basically a huge person on xanga.
When I saw him comment I sorta flipped out in my mind. it's like having Jesus Christ call you in the middle of class.
Would this be obsession?
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| Two weeks of school and almost all of my new friends already have boyfriends and girlfriends.
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| Life is starting to look up to me.
After Morgan and I hardly talk, I think that gave way to a new opening.
so....
there's someone else now :)
we're not going out. yet. she lives in yuba city so one day we will meet. <_<
yes!!!!
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| Ok so some of you know that people actually have 3 dreams, but due to a memory thing we cant remember all of them?
I had 2 of them last night.
One was REALLY REALLY AWESOME. I cant tell you though.
The other one I swore was part of a movie. It was original, instense, gory, bloody, and insanely creepy. Maybe I could think of an idea or something
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