PG is redundant and then some.
Everyone wonders why I don't enjoy hanging out with other people all the time. You know what? I hate other people. They irritate the piss out of me. They're all so whiny and self-involved, I suppose I'm whiny and self-invloved, too. Everyone has to start drama, I don't want it. I just want to be happy. This whole thing is destroying me. I'm so tired and worried all the time. Even my mom, who usually doesn't notice shit about me or what's going on in my life, is noticing how listless and weary I've become. I don't know what to say that hasn't already been said. I'm just glad that it's a long weekend. Thank goodness for unnesessary Canadian holidays.

I feel so pathetic lately. I just want to be...away.

And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

~PenguinGirl is redundant and then some.

2007-05-18 - 11:06 p.m.
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