You know, it figures.
The one time someone talks to me.
And isn't pissed at me.
And isn't ignoring me.
I can't think of anything to say.
Or what I think about is totally lame.
Also, I'm bored out of my friggin' mind.
I have a headache.
Ali's having problems.
And I don't know what to say.
I feel like such an idiot.
I've realized that I haven't really acomplished anything with this blog because I've kinda kept it hidden from people.
I'm adding it on facebook.
If my friends hate me for what's said here, then oh well.
I'll deal with the pain that comes with that when it happens.
Currently listening to "My Moves Are White(White Hot, That Is)" - Cobra Starship.
Trying to decide if I want to even attempt talking to Zach again.
Also, I'm wondering if he'll read this.
I doubt it.
But it'd be kinda cool if he did.
Then again....
He may totally hate me for it too.
He's been mentioned a few times afterall.
I never said anything bad though....
*sighs*
Life is complicated.
Especially mine.
XOXO,
Dollface.
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