So I think I am doing better. I was in communicato with her today. Its hard but done. I think I fractured my arm riding today. You know when you touch it it makes you want to puke. I'm so tired of lying to people that ask me if i'm ok. I just don't think they want to hear the truth. So sick and tired of these little girls who tjink whats between their legs will fix everything. I dont want to make them feel horrible about themselves but i do want them to stop and try to feel with their hearts for once. Apparently because i refuse to screw some chick who hates her father that makes me fucked up. I know its sick but i wish I could hate her. I hate myself... but I guess thats easy. Just please ... friends dont let friends wear white belts and chick jeans. Off to ponder... I mean try to sleep. Someone stole my heart and in true indiana jones style ewplaced it with a sack of crap.
shesinparties:
girls suck dude, i am glad i don't think like one