| i hate myself and i want to die. |
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| there is this sort of sadness running through my veins. I cant quite put a finger on it, but i know it has something to do with my lack of confidence and rejection. With those two tied together, you have a great example of my pitiful life. Everything about me makes me lose confidence and everything about me makes me feel rejections. they are both intertwined. My mother keeps joking about how lusty i am, how i'm going to rape someone. and we laugh about those jokes about my "overconfident" sexuality. but the truth is, the sexuality within me is this little shriveled piece of shit, and it scares me that I'll probably never have a boyfriend ever again, let alone, getting married. |
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| i hate summers. this always happens. i get to stay home, with no food, no money, and no transportation, while other people go and have a blast, spending money like crazy. this ALWAYS happens. its not like this family doesnt have the money to support one person's vacation, its just that the parents are too damn selfish and spoiled to believe that they should invest in their little offspring. no, the kids were born to be slaves: clean the house, wash the laundry, and be good until they can fend for themselves, and when they grow up, the kids are required to be respectful and take care of their parents. fuck that. |
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| i'm bored, and no one wants to know about my life anyway.
two weeks until finals. and i'm a fucking senior. peace out. |
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