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Mmkay, so that boy I mentioned before? I kind of made him cry. And now I'm kind of the worst person on the planet because of it.
I didn't mean to. We were play fighting and I took things too far. I said something I shouldn't have. ESPECIALLY when I know he's insecure about his size. But I love him just how he is. :/ I think he's perfect. Honestly, what he lacks for in height he makes up for in everything else about him. I love him to the moon and back and I thought he knew. :/ He really isn't even that short. I have friends that are shorter than him.
God, I can't believe I did that. How fucking stupid can you get? I need to start thinking before I speak... I really, really do. This is what happens. You hurt the people you love.
I'm so sorry...
=dances= So... I'm pretty bored. And pretty cold. And pretty... Blah. Iunno how I feel. I'm not happy. But I'm not sad. But I'm not angry. And I'm not scared. Hm.
Ooooh, I feel like writing. Iunno what I'd write, though. =ponders this=
There's only one thing I want.
I want someone who will hold me when I cry. I want someone who will love me no matter what. I want someone who'll be proud of me even if I fail. They'll be proud of me because I tried. I want someone who won't expect me to be something I'm not and just accept me for who I am and won't try to change me to fit their mold. I want someone I can talk to without feeling like I'm unwillingly giving a part of myself away. I just want someone that loves me. Just one person.
One. Fucking. Person. Is that so hard?
So I've done a new layout. It's simple and boring like the rest of them. But eh. I'll deal, right? Anyways, I'm going to try to add music. Sound like a good idea?
Does anyone have song suggestions? Comment and let me know. ♥
This is fucking bullshit and I'm done with it. I thought you'd gotten better but you're just as bad as he is.
I hate you. You have no right to touch me.
I'm so fucking sick of crying. Can I not go ONE FUCKING DAY where I'm completely happy? Apparently not. You two always ruin it by pulling shit like this.
I've been up since eleven o'clock yesterday and I'm still not sleepy. oO I'm sneezing a lot, though. My kitty's making my allergies go crazy.
Meh. Ignore last night's posts. I was being emo. My life really isn't that bad. My mom's pretty cool now. She never used to be, but she's gotten a lot, lot, lot better. I only have to put up with my dad on the weekends when he's home, so it's not that big of a deal. Eigth days a month, give or take a few.
I don't want any of you to worry about me. :)