Saturday, June 27, 2009
I'm drunk. AS fuck. Woooo.
it;s not much fun. I kissed Tyler. Villa said it looked like I was mauling his face. I don;t doubt it., I hate myself. Like more than you know, oh dearest blog. God damn it. I'm so juvenile. I haven't learned anything. I'm the exact same as I was new years. God damn whore. Fuck it. I love this light feeling I have, like I could just float right up and away from my psycho alcoholic parents and all of their rules and away from all my nagging, goody-two-shoes friends. I'm writng, blog, because I hate it wehn people love me. Thats fucked up, right? That's what everyone keeps saying. I don;t hate it, I just can't stand the fact that they can control me with that love. It sucks.
I saw Luke tonight. WE used to be really close. I miss it,l
I saw Zack last night. He wrapped his hand aroung my waist. I didn;t stop him. WHORE. Whorewhorewhoer!
He wants to hook up again. Fuck. ANd I have a baby face.
And I saw Josh and Meagan. So awkward.
Whatever, it doesn;t matter.
Alex and I used to play pirates in his basement. And cowboys. And we wpuld dance around to that song about that blue guy that goes dabadee dabadi and sing. He's jewish. Now he;s a drug dealer. I took a drink from his cup at the destival tonight and it was straight yaeger. Or whatever. Yeah.
I miss it when everuthing was simple and we were all inocent. I can't wait til I move out. I;m an insensitive bitch.
I'm so, so sorry. I want to die.
Posted by Alex at 10:25 PM