My thighs are huge, and my stomach looks terrible. I just want to be the word in the title. I get told that I am too skinny, but then I see girls that are skinner than me. I just want to have a flat stomach and thinner thighs. Is that wrong? But then, I get called Emo. And I get yelled at and made fun of for being different. Sure, I have friends. But I just push and push and shove my feelings down to the bottom of my toes. But then it builds up and up, and I just cant take it anymore! I […]
Pretty lonley right now. And I’ve just been down the past few days. I feel like I’m pretty much un-wanted and un-needed. All of my “Friends” have been ignoring me and my family…they are the same way. Its a really crappy time right now. And I’m pretty sure my parents dont even know that my birthday is on Friday. :/
The stars slowly appear across the black blanket of the sky
The wind blows threw the leaves tonight
And the wolves howl too the moon up high,
But I wonder if anyone will find me tonight.
Pinned against the windshield isnt really that fun
You lose your breath and become extremely bored
And adding to this it feels like its negitive one
And my hands are somewhere lost in the dashboard
I guess I shouldnt drive at night
Espically when the moon is my only guide
It takes away a little of the fright
Today was pretty slow at school. It was very cold outside. SO it pretty much sucked for the half part. I just finished my homework and deiced to get on here. And the comments from my last entry really cheered me up. Thanks :), so today the guy I like kind of got in this little fight with another guy and he pulled the other guys pants down. All of this went down in gym, and it was pretty funny. We both had band practice so that was cool. After I got home I took like a two hour long nap because I had a […]
I just joined this and I dont care really about writing about my life in books. I like buttons. And I like things that talk back, it makes me feel sort of welcome in some ways. Ive been sucidal but its very easy for me to feel guilty, so I backed out of it at the last second. I have cut myself before. It hurt my loved ones too much when they saw it, so I did it in hidden places. Like the top of my legs and else where. My wrist scars have faded but not my leg scars. It hurts when I see […]