'Tis the season to be trashy! Falalalala lala la la! Grab your hoes and dress up flashy! Falalalala lala la la! Call your pimp and hold your corner! Falala lalala la la la! Tell the Cop you're 2 years older! Falalalala lala la la!!!!

All my watchers who still look at my stuff even though I've been gone forever and paying little to no attention to deviantart D:

She thinks she just fucking knows EVERYTHING doesn't she? That she has the RIGHT to treat her like that? God, I don't know how I got stuck on this planet with such a conceited bitch, but I sure as hell have. Btw, when I call her on it, she tells me I'm gonna die of a fucking heart attack at 20 all by myself. Yeah, I feel the fucking love here. Dammit.

She starts telling my mom that it's all HER fault that she's falling behind at school and that EVERYONE agrees with her. It's making me so mad that she'll still treat my mom like shit even after she does her best to take care of us.

When I yelled at her for being an inconsiderate cunthole-bitch who's only mad because not everything happens that she wants, she says:
"Yeah, well, How's that cheeseburger taste? You're gonna die when you're 20 of a heart attack."

Yeah, real fucking mature.

And there's this teacher agreeing with my sister about how "my mom is the reason she's failing" when she's failing because she's a fucking failure. A failure can't commit to anything.

When I grow up and have kids, I'm gonna tell them not to be like her, so that's really all she's good for. She's a study guide of what not to do when you want to have a good freaking life.

I want her to GO. AWAY.

[ I apologize for the spiteful journals. I'm just not erupting with happiness much lately. ]

I'm so mad at myself right now.

Why, you might ask?

I'm letting a boy make me feel like crap, and even though I know it's stupid, I can't stop, and that makes me feel stupider.

Basically the boy I like (and the ONLY boy I've been interested in that actually lives realistically close to me) said he'd go to my friends halloween parties last weekend and didn't. He had a reason for the first, but the second one (that he got the night off WORK for) he just ditched. I got over it, because even I left that party early, but this weekend it's SO ANNOYING, because he's doing it again.

Tonight was my friends Surprise party, and even though he told me he'd come, he didn't show up. I basically waited the whole party hoping he'd show up and he never did. I hate how he's making me feel, how I'm LETTING it hurt like it does. He's probably not gonna show up tomorrow either, for my other friends party.

It doesn't matter, I guess.. it SHOULDN'T matter. It won't matter a week from now anyway.

Grrr...

Finished it in 2 days, but the combined time would be about 8 hours.

Amazing. Margo Roth Spiegelman is now in my vocabulary. :woah:

I suggest it to anyone who wonders about what the hell it's all about (:

(and by "it" I don't mean the book.)


I will likely not be on deviantart as much as I'd want to for a while, simply because my damn new found life's getting in the damn way of it. I love you all JUST AS MUCH (if not more) as/than I did when I stopped logging on as much, even though this journal will likely be bulk-deleted (which I myself am guilty of) before any attention is payed.

SO, How's life been for you? We'll swap stories