she’s not my friend anymore.

she doesn’t have the ‘energy’ to fight for me or with me

which means that she doesn’t have the energy to be my friend.

SO WILL YOU PLEASE STOP TELLING ME THAT I’LL LIKE HER?
OR THAT I SHOULD BE HER GODDAMN FRIEND?

i know i like her!
i know she should be my friend!

infact, i LOVE her, still, after all the mean things she said
after all the jumping to conclusions, all the hypocrisy…

I STILL MISS HER AND WISH SHE’D JUST SAY SHE WAS SORRY FOR HURTING MY FEELINGS AND THEN WE COULD BE FRIENDS AGAIN BECAUSE I LOVE HER AND NO ONE ELSE UNDERSTANDS ME WITH THE EASE SHE UNDERSTOOD ME.

so i’d really appreciate it if you would stop trying to get us to be friends.

it’s out of my hands.

i'm not going to my french class today.
it's been getting worse, this sore throat of mine.
it hurts to talk.

hannah's making some coffee.
i'm going to have some. it smells good.

i'm listening to songs by regina that i didn't know before.
'love, you're a whore', 'i cut off my hair', 'be like a cloud' and 'hallelujah' are my favorites.

it's semi-cloudy outside.
i'm wearing a tye-dye shirt to bring a little sunshine around.

i hate when i get the ass end of plans because of my age
just because i'm younger, doesn't mean i deserve any less

my very favorite book came in the mail yesterday
i'm so in love with it, it's hurting my feelings.

i am so over the rest of this week, though
and i just want my wallet back, man

keep my ipod, i don't really care
but i don't have the energy to replace everything

i'm fighting something close to depression these days
i feel like everything is pointless.
i don't like it
but there it is

i think a hug would do me some good
but all the hugs i've had lately are empty
it doesn't feel like there's any love in them
nobody holds me tight enough

i need someone to hold me so tight i can't breathe
i need to feel a heartbeat, hear the breath whistle in someone's chest

basically, i'd like to feel loved.

third day in a row of pure sunshiney bliss.

i made a hat. it's pink and blue and huge and once i do my hair, i'll take a picture of it.

my feet look like summer: my toes are painted and i'm wearing flip flops. the message: fuck you, january, i'll do what i want.

getting my driver license replaced on wednesday, since that bitchass kid stole my wallet.

ugh.

it's been officially decided that i'm getting an iphone for my birthday. i'm up for an upgrade in late april and who's birthday is in early may? mine isssss.

2010, i like your style. you've been much nicer to me than 2009.
i like my classes, i like my friends, i like the changes in my life.
i've been a vegetarian for over 100 days. but i still don't eat as well as i should.
gotta work on that.

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have a fabulous day.

why am i the only one who likes mondays?