everyone talks smack. EVERYONE. so everyone should just shut the fuck up. this is directed at EVERYONE, in case you couldn't tell.
i'm feeling extremely apathetic towards your highschool grudges.
they are pointless and time consuming.
shut up.
grow up.

i love you, but lately i've been noticing your slight selfishness and entitlement. i get it, because of where you come from, but sometimes i feel like you don't want to hear other people.

all i want to do is be independent.

all of a sudden, you're a huge ominous cloud hanging over my head.
go away.

sitting thinking school totoro sarah and maya playing in the background terrible music music piano i need to practice piano and flute too damn i need new guitar strings zdanko is waiting what about tomorrow hair cut should i get short or let it keep growing should i try and dye it no i will not dye it too much money mlkjr day no school sarah has no school have to babysit english mother fucking essay what a mind fucker essay haven't eaten yet today should get on that fuck i'm hungry fuck its far away fuck its time to read count of monte cristo harry potter mother fucking ragtime is staring at me fuckfuckfuckfuckshitballstimetosuchtodaysdick

i feel like i'm done with highschool,
and the second i can, i'm moving in with meredith and sean.
i'd move out right now if i could.

its been a while since i've posted something intelligent, and unfortunately i still do not have anything intelligent to talk about. its too bad that people are becoming more fucked up. i'm just looking around me and now i'm not even spiteful, just confused. i'm glad i have music and meredith and eliza and sarah and maya and sds, other wise i'd be going crazy.

the only new thing about this year is that 1990 was 10 years ago. i dont feel older, i dont feel depressed nor do i feel refreshed. all thats changed is school is intense and i'm sick. balls to the walls. time to suck 2010's dick.

my mother is such a freak.

who the fuck are you?

i cleaned my room.


happy fucking new year.