and now for a journal that won't stretch my page
16 years ago
So lately I've been paying attention to how I act.
I fucking hate it.
Hello, annoying, immature, angry, depressive, unlikable faggot that never shuts up.
Since killing myself is obviously a stupid fucking option, I'm just going to try to work on it. Let's just hope no one likes the current me too much.
Oh and editing this because pokchu is a fucking pillock. This journal isn't related to you, your journal or anything. And I kind of raged that you actually thought that was the case.
I fucking hate it.
Hello, annoying, immature, angry, depressive, unlikable faggot that never shuts up.
Since killing myself is obviously a stupid fucking option, I'm just going to try to work on it. Let's just hope no one likes the current me too much.
Oh and editing this because pokchu is a fucking pillock. This journal isn't related to you, your journal or anything. And I kind of raged that you actually thought that was the case.
more like add to msn and wonder when you're gonna fix your comp