Happiness. Pure happiness :)

I’m crushing. Already. This is bad.

Change. That’s all I ask.

You said you were going downtown but when I drive by your house and see you and your friends leaving in Hayden’s mustang I am livid. You lied to me. Not only are you treating me like shit but you lied to me. So we pull onto my dirt road. I cussed you and your lame ass friends out and ended it. I’m sick and tired of it. I will find someone better. I will. And if maybe one day you figure out how to treat me, maybe it won’t be too late. But you ruined us. It wasn’t me for once.

“I’d rather be hated for who I am, than be loved for who I am not,” said Kurt Cobain. But what if I wanna be loved? Sadly, I used to not care. Passed tense. I used to not. But what you have over me is crazy. I wanna be loved. By you. And I thought I’d never change. Big lie. I did. And I regret it.

So I was being a studious person last night and watching tv instead of studying for all of these exams… hehe, don’t tell my mum. She’d be upset. Maybe. But see while being a studious person, I watched ANTM, and I decided…. FUCK looking as thin as those girls do! It’s pretty? Yeah, but I am pretty too not looking like that and enjoying food. NOMONOMNOM. So if you wanna joke about me gaining weight, yes, yes I have. But I’ve tried tons of awesome food in the meantime. 

SO I win. Twice: I get to eat AND still be pretty. 

This is the most stuck-up post I’ve ever written but what the hell. Why not be conceited every once in a while if everyone else is like this all the time. 

I like knowing someone else out there gets all this poop I have going down. Makes me feel less shitty. Yep, that is all.