I feel like poop… I don’t know what to do because life has thrown me a loop. My poor mommy can’t catch a break. Why do ex boyfriend’s have to be so god damn fake? Tragedies are all around us, some include dying. But now I know that your angel wings are soaring and you are flying. I love my mom with all of my heart. Everyone says I am just like her, nobody can set us a part. I hope things will calm down just for a little bit. Finals, papers, and math class just put me in a fit. The Old Spaghetti Factory managers are complete schmucks. Oh well, you know what? I really don’t give a fuck.
I know you know me better than that… You know the person I am. It is not me who has changed darling, it is you. I will continue to stay true. One day, those eyes of blue of yours will see exactly what your heart knows is the truth. Until then, please do us both a favor and do not call, do not text, do not Facebook. You can either listen to the lies and continue to be whipped or you can be your own person. Don’t be something somebody else wants you to be. You have way too many personalities to even function; maybe go get checked out. In the mean time, graduate high school, go to college and become your own person. Maybe once you get to college you will see how impossible it is to find time to participate in high school drama. Do the things that make you happy with life, don’t continue to do things because they make you feel good in a certain moment. You can forgive, but you can never forget. Suddenly I am finding it hard to forgive as well. K. Bye. <3
The one, the only, the most ferocious kind of bear out there,