Oh the questions that I want to ask. But can't. Because she doesn't know I have any idea. But it's just so interesting.

I'm a bad friend.
Or maybe a good one?
Nope, probably bad.

I don't even know her anymore...

I love helping people
I love trying to make things better
I love when things are made right again

I haven't cried this hard in a long long time.

Houston, we have a problem.

Ugh. :'( uh oh.

It's ridiculous how much my parents DON'T tell me.
My best friend asks me if I'm going to my own mother's party... I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT IT. Is it like a surprise party? Cuz I haven't got a clue. DUH I'm going. Why wouldn't I?! It's probably at my freakin house!
Blah...family...

I'm creeping. on the overall group of people that i normal creep on, but not the same people as normal. xD

Why Tumblr makes me happy.

A Second chance doesn’t always mean a happy ending. Sometimes, it’s a chance to end things right.

Why am I so pathetic?! :'(

I'm gonna tell one of my best friends what I've been holding in for years...
And then I'm gonna cry myself to sleep. Because I was right, again.

Nevermind. I can't do it; not yet. I've been holding it in for half of my life. It's a slower process to finally let it out.

haha hahaha HA

*insane laughing from creeping*
It half makes me happy. It half makes me wanna cry.
So odd.
But it does make me laugh.

Please excuse my momentary sadness...:'(...

ok i'm good now...i think...

So I just did some random creeping, which made me notice how much of a creeper I was in the past too..

because

you
don't
really
care

do you
?

I love Mrs. Witcher :) she's so sweet and understanding. I feel like she's one of the parents I know that I can really talk to.

Sigh :/
I wish y'all weren't leaving. I'm gonna feel so lonely without you, both of you.

Feeling a lot better :)
I think creeping actually does help, lol.
and talking to friends:)

I feel absolutely hated.
I don't even know if that was done on purpose...but I'm afraid to find out.
and I don't know if any of them realise I'm upset with them, but they don't seem to be making any effort to fix anything, so maybe they think everything is still perfectly fine? wrong.
Again I find my best friends not realising they're hurting me.
Time to cry myself to sleep.

fuck you

p.s. if you're reading this it's not you this time, i swear.
it's someone who doesn't know this blog exists.

I have nothing to say and yet want to say soooo much

La. La. La........blah.

So my friends kinda irk me a bit sometimes. Like they don't tell me things cause they're afraid I'm gonna be mad or sad or something, but honestly if they know me well enough they should know that I always want to know and will find out. I don't care if it hurts or pisses me off I always want to know things. Learn friends learn.

La la la i'm just going to ignore that

Crap crap crap i just realised something...this could be bad

...i don't really know what to say or even think...

Why am I shocked that this book remind me of...uh, stuffs

I want to meet you.

whoa. that went so much better than i was expecting.

oh no i'm doing it again...yay..
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:'(

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:(

oh fuck my life. there's no chance of me passing any of my classes. i'm not even smart enough to finish my summer homework. i'm so stupid..

KILL ME! LAUREN'S HERE...

I hate ppl. You're supposed to be my best friend. Thanks..

oh no... i'm doing it again...

I kinda want to talk to her....
I feel like I could help...
I think I know how she's feeling...

Yo quiero hablar con tu... :(

Bob is officially a creeper and it's scaring me