||[aoû. 16e, 2007 10:06 am]
god my fucking dreams suck. torture. fucking torture. goddamn you subconcious!
eleven fucking times. eleven. eleven!
im so nervous for school. so goddamned fucking nervous.
i have to pack.
i dont want to.
and i want to so bad.
i miss him. and i dont. and im confused. confuckingfused. what the fuck am i doing? am i fucking up?
i still am but then i dont, i need a little something different. a little something sweeter.
well. that was a fun fake birthday party.
i just want to relax a bit. cool down. and then i dont. i want to burn.
god im nervous. my summer is over? how so? no fair.