| sorry I can't be perfect |
[30 Mar 2004|11:35pm] |
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mood |
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 pissed off |
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music |
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Simple Plan - Perfect |
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So yea, its by a crappy band, but it so totally catches what I'm feeling right now. I just had a huge ass fight with my mom about me. Apparently I'm just not good enough.
*Her list of complaints
-I lay around too much
(too bad the meds i've been on have the main side effect of drowsiness, and ive been in and out of doc offices for the past 3 months...sorry I'm a lil tired)
-I'm getting horrible grades
(so getting accepted to 4 of the best schools on the east coast isnt good enough? Do I need scholarships too? Well between 3 schools, i've been offered $60,000...so fuck you)
-I'm going nowhere in life
(Fuck you. As soon as I can i'm getting out of here, so you don't have to wittness me wasting my life away. I'm gonna be something someday, even if no one else thinks so...)
-I'm a bitch
(this ones easy, I'm only a bitch to those people who are bitches to me first. Try acting like you actually want me around and that I'm not just a huge disappointment and i'll consider easing up on the bitchyness)
-I dress like I just don't care
(Its called individuality. Maybe they didn't have it in your day, but its who I am. I'm sorry I dont wear abercrombie and spend an hour getting ready every morning, but I honestly think there are more important things in life. I don't give a fuck what anyone thinks, especially you.)
-and more, the above are just some of the best...
So fuck you. I'm gonna be gone soon, and I know you wont miss me, but dont worry, I wont miss you either. Fuck you.
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