| with a gun barrel between your teeth, you only speak in vowels |
[02 Sep 2003|04:30pm] |
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all on black : alkaline trio |
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5th day of school. i still hate it. nothing's changed. i told cameron to his face about how i feel about what he does. i think he understands. but i still don't think anything is going to change. it never does. he kicked me really hard today. it hurts like a bitch and i have a fatass bruise. that was mean. i need to go do homework. more later? maybe. i don't know. i want to finish my room but i'm too lazy. i need to help put in the mirror doors for my closet and set up another side table thingy. then i'll have to move all my clothes into there. and i'm really not looking forward to that.
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