Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Sold My Lambo to Buy Yo Ring

Did you know Secret Secret Dino Club is a real band?
Their music actually isn't bad.
The songs are cute.(:

He's avoiding us at all costs now.
He's not coming home.
He's going to play horseshoes with Paul.
He really does love his horseshoes more than Mom.
Just like he said...
What a douche.

I swear on Maggie's dick that if I get ONE MORE Charlie related comment I'm going to smack you.
I've had enough of it.
You make it seem like I want to fuck him.
No. I fucking don't.
It's not like that dammit.

I almost bit Alec again today.
Courtney wants to kill herself.
Dead Cow Kid called our bus driver Mrs. HoeBitch.
I really don't want to ride that bus anymore.

My SoBe is really sweet.
At least is strawberry.
Not nasty effing Pina Colada.

It's Marlboro.
I think.
(:

I've decided a book about my life would be shitty.
It'd be too much description.
Too much dwelling on the past.
Too pointless.
Who would want to read about my tragic past anyway.
Actually someone would probably read it and go,
"I don't know why she's so awful. Her life was great."
Only because you didn't really know me.

"No one knows you anymore. A prison deep within your soul."
Well then.
Is that supposed to be happy?
Silly song.
Haha.

Amanda just gave me a look.
When she walked into the kitchen.
She really did.
It was all, "Go die."
And then she proceeded to take over the kitchen.
So now I have pretzels.
But no apple juice.
Just SoBe.
Gross.

I need plans for Friday.
Of course that means I have to clean.
Which I don't WANT to do.
But I will if I make plans. (:

Do you think I could pay Josh to take my AR test for me?
I wish I could.

I totally gave Wanda Charlie's number.
Haha Charlie.
That's payback for not talking to me you whore.
Now you can get to know her.
And date her.
Gross. Haha.

I still have Maggie's stuff.
Haha.
I hadn't realized until I was on the bus.
And then I was all, "OHH! LIPGLOSS!"
(:

"I'll love you forever. I swear I will."
Bull.Shit.
How many girls hear that?
And how many times is it really true?
"I'm not going anywhere and that's a promise."
You know that's in the same song as the one I blogged about yesterday?
How contradicting.

If I said you were the reason I was miserable, would you even care?
Would you feel bad?
Would you try to make it better?
No.
I don't think you would.

I really miss you.
I miss who you were before I told you.
We're different now.
I haven't been with just you in a long time.
We're falling apart.
You're being replaced.

It's easier to talk to you when you don't know its you.
Because then you don't ask questions.
And you don't have proof its about you.

I've really wanted to tell you something for a long time.
I lied to you when I told you they weren't about you.
They are.
I'm not going to tell you what they mean.
They're not going to be true for long.

I don't like your fake concern.
It's annoying kid.
I almost hit you on the bus today.
But you're not worth my time.
Fuck you for saying that.
Fuck you because you're just jealous.

I'm listening to techno.
I'm doing that a lot lately.
For some reason it doesn't cheer me up like it used to.

My hand is glittery. (:
Compliments of gel pen.
Haha.

I FOUND A NOTE IN MY POCKET!
(:
It's from Maggie.
She totally should have sat with us today.
Except I was in lunch detention.. sorta.
At first I thought it said "cunt".
It says "can't".
Haha.
I'm smart.

I think I'm about to eat my weight in CheeseBalls.
That's pretty sad...
Oh well.
I ran out of pretzels.

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