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[06 Mar 2008|11:31am] |
Sorry, no pic.<<
It's not my fault i don't look like you, act the way you want me to, well im sorry.
when we were in the bar last week, we had fun. Together, actual fun. We laughed, danced, talked and i really liked you then.
the day after and like other days you're bitchy without any reason, blame me when it's not my fault, and you're an angry girl.
I look up to you, i dont know why but most of the time i want your approval, i wont care what everyone else thinks, as long as you think im okay. What you say can cheer me up, or really hurt my feelings.
She called me fat,
&today was the first time in over 8 months i cut myself again.
I hate you most of the time. And i've had enough.
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[06 Mar 2008|09:53pm] |
every month i steal a Cosmopolitan from my university's book store.
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