So I can actually vent about shit without having half of the people at my school read it at this point. Im so frustrated sometimes and it just makes me more frustrated that I cant talk about it on my own fucking blog.
Blegh people need to grow the fuck up and stop being fake. I WISH I COULD TALK MORE HOW IM FRUSTRATED BUT I CANT. jhaflkdcal;kml;k mf; calkj glkavj lajomg
Graduation graduation please come. Until then, I need more positive energy and people in my life.
What if, mirrors aren't just our reflections, but actually ourselves, but living a different life. What if it only stops & looks the same when you look at it, but as soon as you look away, your own different lives continue?