I hate life, why must it be so confusing. Everything in my life is a mother ******** mess. I hate it. All my friends seem fake. Claiming they are skaters and goths or the next diva it's so annoyong and suddendly being myself doesn't matter. n I will never fir in and that is how it is ment to be. I don;t want to buy expensive clothes at pac sun and i don't want to skateboard. I want to write and sing and be myself even if the poetry i write is depressing and dark. The same with art i love it but no one cares. And even with my parents together noe i feel like they are far apart ot maybe its just me and if it is just me i never want to drift back. This isn't a phase either so ******** off you stupid phsycoligists.
~Red_Raven~24 · Sun Feb 26, 2006 @ 10:46pm · 0 Comments |