I’m done with beening nice to people
I’m tired of getting stood up.
I’m tired of helping others.
I’m tired of waiting…
Waiting for what though?

The more I think the more….

I don’t know.
I’m broken.
I’m hurt.
I’m single and as much interest that I have going on dates and what not.
Well, more like interest in more then dating them.
Idk. Nah. Idk.
I’m not up to their expectations.
So. A friendship is a-o-ok!
It just…. I need to stop reading and watching romantic movies.
Shit, never happens.
And YOU.
You are there.
You are here.
Yet, I can’t accept the fact that you are.
All of me doesn’t want any more. I don’t know why.
I love you.
Forever will.
Shit, I’ve close up too much.
I don’t want to open up.
I don’t.
I’m hurt.
….
I went
Blank….

Off to take my finals.
Good luck to me.

I’m still hurt.
It burns.
I never knew losing a friendship would hurt this much then breaking up with a boyfriend.
Dad is awake, and goes back to sleep.
Mom speaking to me.
My head hurts.
I’m stress out.
*farts & yawns*
I have class in an hour.
I don’t want to go; I want to sleep.
I really like Lydia the band.
I need new songs on my iPod.
My laptop freeze when I turn it on.
Why do I think so dirty? ^
Is going to rain for the next 3 days… Oh, yay! -_-’
I’m sick.
I love my nails.
I should really get going.
I’m blank.
Pillow is so fluffy I could stay here all day…*cough*
Do you really have the need to get possibly married on the month of my birthday.
Seems like you don’t even care.
Lorenzo, I miss you. Where are you?
I need to buy a new chapstick.
Bye.

Im sick.
I have a cold.
I’m fucking coughing! I haven’t coughted like this since I was in 3rd grade.
Lord please take this away.

I don’t know what to think.
I’m alone.
It hurts.
I’m in pain.
I lost you… Both.

You had my number & never called me.
I had to call multiples time in order for you to pick up.
What does that tells me?
That you don’t want to talk to me
You didn’t sound excited to talk to me.
That’s ok.

I’m done.
I’m moving on from everything.
May is the month I start off fresh.

If you want to talk to me, talk to me.
I’m don’t chasing people and trying to make an effort.
Goodbye.

Seems like I can ever have a good day without anyone messing it up.

Shit happens

People change, and so do you.

It hurts.

Nothing is right.
Nothing is NEVER right.

I need to stop doing certains things…

I say or do something small, but to the person whom you are talking to or they are watching you it the whole world.

I need to start seeing things from a different angle.

I’m thinking about going to Starbucks to do my English essay. My leg doesn’t want to move. I’ll stay home on this beautiful day.

My teeth hurts.
The thought of getting braces again… _|_…

I find myself blogging my thought more then ever.
Is better for a million people to read then to go to your friend and tell them what is going on.

I’m nothing caring much as I used to.

I need to be careful.

The thought of losing my uncle who’s like a dad to me hurts.

Everything is a small world.

Because i don’t have a picture with Juany.
Oh, and she tells me i look like a xmas tree.  

@ The World Yacht

Over the past 19 years. I can’t say I had a good birthday. I mean, yeah I had birthday cake and I’m greatful for having my family with me but, they always planing things before hand. Going to Dominican republic on the same day as my birthday. Really? Is that what I asked for? Why can’t you ask me for once. “what would you like to do?”. That’s never going to happen, just like you have excuses for everything. Oh, celebrate it before your birthday. Really? How about no. How about I get so fucking high for the first time ever? Eh? I’m going to be fucking 20 years old and I’m getting treated like I’m fucking 15. Quit, being so fucking over protective. What happened to “you are young go have fun, type of talk?”. I told you and mom that if that’s the case; that I’m going to dr on my birthday, better believe I’m getting high. Oh, you guys don’t like it? I don’t care. I don’t like when you plan ahead. oh, you have gotten high? Oh, that’s old school? Does my face expression says I care? No. People better not say a damn shit. I accept everyone who i talk to. Gay, druggies, normal, not normal, your past, present and your future. But when i mention getting high you guys go wild. Oh, you do things but u cant? Why? Give me a good reason? Does my face expression says I care when you told me that you spoke to my best… Whatever he is now friend father. I saw your face expression when you repeated that you spoke to him twice. “hmmm… Strange, she usually gets jolly when I speak to him then she asks me about him” eh, no. Tired of telling you I’d like to visit him and stuff. I got tired of it and I’m sick of getting kicked out of his life when he has a girlfriend. Protecting me? Really? Seriously? I refuse to believe that. I don’t kick anyone out of my life for a someone who I’m in a relationship with. As a matter a-fact, this is the first thing I tell a person when I start talking to them, even of you are a guy. “look, I talk to guys more then I talk to girls, I also talk to my ex’s but there isn’t no feeling envold.” Oh, the amount of time I’ve hit you up. No respond and you have the balls to tag me on a beat you made but don’t have the balls to talk to me? Get the fuck out of here. Seriously. I’m fucking stress out, I’m cranky as a old ass bitch and I’m fucking proud of it. Yet, at the end of the day, no one really cares… You are your own person. One. Alone. In this world. Imperfect. Trust yourself.