June 2012
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I never know when to stand up for myself, to speak up when something is going wrong. Instead I get mad or lose friends when I keep it inside for so long, I’m not mad. It’s just I’m so confused, but I don’t want to ask. Ever.
I don’t know what to do anymore.
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because you needed this on your blog … at night!
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what I say in the car when I'm late to work
me: It’s a green light. MOVE.
me: Where did all these fucking cars come from?
me: It’s never this busy this time of day!
me: You’re in the right turning lane, why aren’t you making your fucking right?
me: Oh sure, just cut right in front of the person who is going 75 and go 40 mph.
me: I hate schools.
me: The speed limit is 35 mph. Why are you going 35 mph?! Moron.
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Anonymous asked: Are you going to "The Beatles: The Lost Concert" movie premier in a few weeks?
my thoughts at school
me: okay that's cool, just stop in the middle of the hallway, i have all day
me: she’s a bitch
me: you need to go back to first grade
me: i’m hungry
me: you got some face on your make-up
me: ugh
me: why did you bring your designer bag to school
me: ew
me: i’m tired
me: stop screaming you’re right next to her whore
me: fuck my life
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TTFN: Ta-Ta For Now!
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It took me three years to realize I can snap my pill in half with my hands instead of walking all the way to the kitchen, finding a sharp enough knife and cutting it right down the middle. SO MUCH TIME HAS BEEN WASTED!
I’d like to think almost everything that comes out of my mouth is smart, philosophical, or worth listening to. But then people tell me I talk too much, so I’m guessing the only thing they hear is crap. I have to remember not to talk so much, no one wants to hear my life story.
