Why does it seem like, the world is pushing me aside?
I always tend to tell myself, yea, it's always my fault.
And I can't even appreciate that I have other opportunities open for me.
Am I being selfish? Am I not watching what I say?
I hate this 'time of the month'
I haven't teared up since camp.
Actually at camp, I cried. Crying for me is 20 minutes.
I know, I'm wasting time writing about this.
BUT DAMN IT, what the hell am I even thinking?
You know what I hate?
Being ashamed of myself.
I hate having to say things and not go word by word.
But then again, I can't acknowledge on my own understanding.
Bad way to end summer..
Jr is coming up.
I wanna give in..
fuck my parents. I'm just waiting till I straighten things out and not have someone complain for me in the uttermost disturbing way. I am fucked up.
Ohk. I'm weird.
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