Friday, December 30, 2005
i feel disposable.
Fox News bought Myspace. Everything will be corporate-owned sooner or later.
I hate people. They either use you or abuse you.
I now have no boys to complicate my life. "We'll never make another memory".
I hate my phone.
I'm surrounded by machines bred by fashion magazines.
I am flat broke but i'm living like money's no objection.
I'm in denial. I can't believe people can't see it right through me.
I miss you. Really. It took the whole of me to do what i did.
I hate everything when i'm here.
I'd miss everything once I'm gone.
I'm afraid that i'll be bald by the time i'm 30.
I left bleach in my hair for about three hours, i'm suprised my hair didn't fall off.
I'm glad that we're back to what we used to be but now, we both have mutual friendly feelings with each other and i'm no longer into you; i'm glad we could just be normal friends.
I like Kelly Clarkson.
I usually cry if i watch Lindsay Lohan's Confessions of a Broken Heart.
Listening to you sing "California in the summer" breaks my heart because i just so badly wish i was there.
Ryan is with JV. She just has to have/be everything i want to have/be.
I need a job.
Headbands are my BFFs now.
I have new contacts that make my eyes look weeee-heeirrrrdddd.
I don't want to be another mistake.
Envy drowned in words at 20:35
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