I wrote a poem about personal stuff.
June 2013
8 posts
What I would post on Facebook if I could.
so I realized that I can offend someone or make them mad, and yeah, it’s upsetting, but it doesn’t dramatically affect my self-esteem or anything, I just think, “They’re human, they’re allowed to be mad, and I said something that hurt them.”
But the second I get the feeling that I’m annoying someone even slightly, I feel ashamed of my existence and think no one on earth loves me and there’s no way I’ll ever be able to redeem myself in their eyes.
WHEN YOU LIKE SOMETHING ON TUMBLR A LITTLE HEART FLIES OUT THIS IS THE BEST THING THEY COULD’VE DONE.
I think I’ll be writing a lot this summer; I’ll have a lot of time to myself, and I want to use that to reflect on some things. There will most likely be some poetry and shitty song lyrics thrown in there. This should be an interesting summer.
May 2013
9 posts
- Me: *dislikes someone*
- Disliked: I don't like french fries.
- Me: Ugh, how dare they, can you believe that guy man what a prick?
- Friend: I don't either.
- Me: Oh that's cool you're not horrible like they are.
I’ve just been sitting in my bedroom drawing for the past hour and I’m starving, but too lazy to put on some pants and go to the kitchen, what am I doing with my life.
Oh, so this was weird.
Today I was walking to the school with Rachel and there’s this guy walking slightly behind me, he’s got long hair and sunglasses and walking kinda slow, and I hear him whisper …
“Do you want to live, or do you want to die?”
And man, I was trying to play it cool so he wouldn’t notice me freaking out, but MAAAAN, I was freaking out.
April 2013
7 posts
I feel very alone right now, and I do not like it one bit.
I kind of want to go back home and have my parents figure all this adulthood stuff out for me.
