Forget that depression crap.
I'm a happy girl, or at least I'd like to be. I'm still trying to figure out if my mood swings and depression-filled days are normal or if I'm the only one that experiences them in such high doses. Nevertheless, when I am happy... I am GRAND. I'd like for it to be that way every day but, hey, we can't always get what we want.Yes, I am going on writing my "fucking blogs" and you know what? I like it this way. I do not need the approval of other people to do what I want to do. If you don't like what I write, perhaps you should type in a different url or close your eyes ;)
Now that my "hata" (plural could be a possibility) has been addressed, I have something to say to my friends: Thank you. I have said and done a million stupid things, failed to socialize, failed to grow up, failed to understand that the world is not the fairytale I believed it was, and failed to understand that happiness comes in more than one form. Yet, somehow, you're still here. It means the world to me, y'know.
I feel like I have finally woken up... I am oh-so refreshed. So watch out world because I am writing again and, this time, I'm not holding anything back.
On Thursday, December 31, 2009 at 12:08 PM
A Real Reality Crash.
I am tired of being disliked for absolutely no reason.I really do believe everything would be better if I was skinny.
On Wednesday, December 9, 2009 at 6:29 PM
Normalcy, Come Find Me.
I just want to have one of those normal teenage lives. I suppose it's far too late for that now but the least I can do is put on a smile, lift my chin, and prepare to have a normal young-adult life. I don't want things to be complicated anymore... I just want them to be nice; I want to be happy.Part of what I want includes having normal relationships. If things are complicated before the relationship starts, then they're only going to be complicated during the relationship as well. I can't do this. I can't try anymore, I can't pretend, and I can't hold on. I'm letting go. Of it all.
I just wish I had someone to hold my hand while I free the other one.
On Thursday, December 3, 2009 at 6:25 PM
There's A Reason They Call It A Crush.
I will never be the pretty girl that gets the guy.This is pointless.
On Tuesday, December 1, 2009 at 7:28 PM
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