okay. just one more.

i really fucked it up this time.
[edit] i can't believe you are actually begging for an explanation.

friends don't mean a thing when you can actually feel the knife sticking in your spine.

and to ruin my life even more, my aunt and uncle got into the multiple car wreck on the Parkway because some jackass was scared of the cops. my aunt cracked her head open. my uncle broke both legs and all his ribs and is in NICU. fortunately there is no brain damage, but...

damaged

THE END. NO MORE BLOG.

i found out the truth.

it wasn't pretty.

this blog is dead.

blog's such an ugly word.

find teenage angst somewhere else because i'm occupied with the thought that it's nothing. so ciao bella.

fin.

damaged

secondhand smoke clogs my eyes

suspension from school, the gritty texture of laundry detergent on your hands, this time of the year, waiting for the end to come, the shallowness and misunderstanding of everything makes me feel ...

i cry to hear about her. she lays on her bed all day because when she moves, i can hear the cracking of her bones. she lives in the rural. there are no heaters, so she has to slowly walk all the steep, sixty year old staircases up into her room that overlooks the factory and desolated...

damaged

bobbakobab

the teenage angster is back. haha. like gangster, except without the g. ya, okay. that was the shittiest 2 day mini-road trip EVER.

freshmen are retarded. you NEVER post pics of getting drunk on Bud Light on LiveJournal. slutty freshmen girls. they think drinking is soooo cool. i'm going to laugh at them when they come to school all hungover and looking like they were *****. if you think drinking makes you elite... get pregnant.

damaged

frozen

it's way too cold to be alive. my toes are frozen. my hair is frozen. my nose is frozen. my heart is frozen.

humans should hibernate. hrrmmm. our lives go too fast to shut our eyes for those little slices of death.

i've been re-reading Huck Finn. it's way up on my list of those most and must-read books. everytime i read that book and The Perks of Being a Wallflower, i cry. and i cry out of my right eye only. my left eye is screwed.

mini-roadtrip tomorrow...

damaged