im so !@#$%^&* up.

i-have-no-friends., really. im serious. i should just cry and die while im high and dry. wtf. eng lit is kicking in. yay, im gna love eng lit. its just pure morbid sex and gore. so dark and sinister..i like. but i like rainbows too. i dont have an identity, geddit?

& i have no frens. really. i can call no one a fren anymore. & alot of ppl think that i dunno alot of things about they say/write/tag/laugh about. but ppls, i do know. cuz the people you are relating to arent really the bestest at keeping secrets.

frens dont treat me like a fren. its all a facade. im on the verge of breaking down to pieces. i hope that i cn get into the cca that i want and start really soon.

nee-something-to-keep-me-from-thinking.

byebye.