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Current mood:  moody Category: Life
When I look and see that the only blog I've made on here was the "I suckkkkkk" one ...it makes me think of what a hateful person to myself I am.
I mean, I do love myself. I hate what I do, what I think, and what I am. I don't hate who I am, but I hate what I am.
I'm just a scared, little girl inside ,,with lots of emotion and anger trying to stay inside. I have so many screwed up thoughts, and I understand that they aren't real, but I can't seem to shake them off or tell myself to shut up. I mean, I tell myself to SHUT UP all the time, I just can't get myself to SHUT UP.
When I think of the person I'm becoming, it scares me. I just graduated high school, and I have no clue what I'm going to do, and how I'm going to survive in this world.
Me, and the CrackHeads are suppose to get some apartment together, but things change. I know we're never going to forget each other, but everyone drifts away eventually. I don't like saying that, or thinking about that, but it happens. Everythings just rushing to me like an ocean ..and it's just too much.
I've became so different. I used to be a shy, sweet, innocent girl who would let everyone take advantage of her. I couldn't fight back. I wouldn't fight back. I would just take in all the pain. I was too afraid to talk and fight. I always feared of saying the wrong thing. I thought smoking was gross (I still do, but eh.) I wouldn't drink ..or even think about doing drugs.
It was my senior year. I took my first puff of a ciggarette and coughed a little. I realized that this helped me ease my thoughts and pain. I became a smoker. Smoking a little more day by day. Eventually everyone, even my parents found out I smoke. But before I smoked, I started drinking, and loving it ...a lot. I loved the feeling of being free and all goofy and happy with no other thoughts. I act like a moron, of course ..but I do when I'm sober too, so who cares. And then the drugs came. Weed, hallucogens, ect. The weed just helped me feel calm. And the hallucogens made me see things that weren't there. I love it. But I hate it all at the same time.
I've changed so much this past year ..it's not even really funny how bad I did. I kinda turned into a little bitch as well. I was always the sweet little nice girl. But now I'm sometimes known as the little bitchy whore by some people.
It's weird how these things happen. And how your mind works. I just hope everything goes well in the future. I don't want to lose my friends. I really do hope we get that shitty dream apartment together.
Life is a weird thing.
3:20 AM
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