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| so sick of this useless fighting. we're too stubborn for each other. we're one of the most dysfunctional couples out there. we fight about stupid little things that doesn't even make sense. i don't even need to go to six flags. this is the craziest roller coaster. but somehow, i just end up wanting you even more. | | |
| I miss Tumblr. But not for the fact that it's Tumblr and the whole hype thing that everyone is using it, but because I like writing. I guess Xanga is just as good. Everything seems to be fine these days. Nothing interesting is going on in my life, everything's the same old routine. School, AP stat tutoring, gym, eat, homework, shower, eat, study for SAT, phone, sleep...UNTIL the weekend comes. I wish it would just get warmer already since it's been about 2 weeks into spring. Like, I don't even care if there's school; that's something I can handle. BUT I WANT WARM WEATHER. I can't wait to wear skirts and dresses. I'm tired of wearing jeans, leggings, boots, and jackets. I just wanna be able to go out and wear a cardigan and sandals without freezing. Also, people have been telling me my face looks skinnier. I really can't tell. Hmm... that must be unattractive. I don't want to look dead. | | |
| are the reason why I don't stay home on weekends, the reason why I don't have a family, the reason why we're so dysfunctional, the reason why I can't sleep at night and maybe even in the mornings, the reason why there's no peace at home, the reason why I want to break down sometimes, the reason why I hate all of you, the reason why I go to my best friends because they're closer to me, the reason why I want to punch the wall, the reason why I think of violent thoughts, the reason why I was raised to curse, the reason why I can't do homework without feeling GUILT, the reason why I just don't believe in the meaning of the word family anymore, the reason why I feel like we're all strangers. | | |
| that things will be okay in the end. But hope isn't enough. Sometimes, I just need that reassurance. | | |
| I hate disappointment. Guess I gotta lower my expectations. | | |
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