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|sugarmouse0587 (profile) wrote, |
on 10-6-2005 at 3:27pm
|okay so. . .every time i walk my building i am screaming in my head. not any words, but yelling.
there's something creepy in my room and i think it's going to kill me.
i am going to freak out because i'm not sure what's going on.
am i being picky and judgemental and mean? am i really trying?
yeah. so i bet god is way pissed at me because i can't even bother to be sincerely nice.
ahhh. i don't know. i just don't like it. am i supposed to like everyone? am i supposed to be good to those i like the least. it's hard. it's really really really really hard. and i'm not even good at faking things.
plus i'm really petty. seriously a hugh bitch is what i am. and i hate pretending. i hateeeeeeeeee ittttt.
ugh, but other people have told me the same thing, so it's probably not just me. still. i'm not being good.