life has finally gotten the best of me. crying has become a reflex and life has become unbearable. i'm done with this shit.

my favorite sweater is stained with mascara from my tears, are you happy now? i can't fucking do this anymore..

sprained/broke my finger playing basketball today. xrays soon. wheee.

SHITSON.evacuated the school&the foods class was quarantined&someone from elementary school got hit by a car this morning. wtf?

so basically, i'm the only grade 10 in my grade 11 psychology class and EVERYBODY noticed .____.

soooo, school started today :3

how do you know when you've crossed the line between frigid and slut?

getting my belly button pierced in two hours, hella nervous. D:

covered in bruises. what thee fuck happened last night? Dx

wow. thanks, bitch. i might as well crawl in a hole and dieeee. passing the fuck out 'till saturday night. </3