My soul has been ripped into shreds.
My life is completely fucked up.
I’m going to Texas tomorrow (hopefully) with Rusty, Travis, Crystal & maybe Matt n Jeska to see William. 🙂 If it happens, it will be the best last weekend ever ❤
I already feel like I’m happy when I’m not supposed to be happy.
That’s what I don’t like about medicine. I hate it.
If I wanna be fucked up in the head, then let me.
I just need the medicine to make me do my schoolwork.
Without it, I lay in bed and sleep/cry all day.
FUCK MY LIFE.
I have pretty friends who love me 🙂
and I love them 🙂
and my Mommi is about to take me out to eat.
EVEN though I spent her 50 dollars in like 3 days on NOTHING.
I just emailed my teacher, told him I was depressed and never coming to class again.
Pahahaha. Close enough.
Rusty says he doesn’t think we’ll hang out much when he gets back because I’ll still be a crazed party girl.
Little does he know..
that when he gets back,
I might be sane again.
And not need to alter my mind to open my mind.
We’ll see though, won’t we?
That’s what I told him. “We’ll see.”
I’d rather believe we’d be best friends forever so the goodbye isn’t so permanent.
Sighs.
Let’s make like laundry detergent and snuggle.
Let’s snort a line of coke.
Why the hell not?
BECAUSE I HAVE DEADLINES.
THINGS TO DO.
IMPORTANT, INTRICATE DECISIONS I HAVE TO MAKE.
before I’m over it
Peace.
Xanga 