


This coffee addiction is terrible.
and as the weeks prolong my coffee gets blacker.
Last night was a fun filled night mixed with panic and much confusion.
“How will we get back to the car?” “HIT THE DECK! WHO GOT SHOT?”
“Define what serious means to you?” “There’s a part of you that wants it, but in the end you know it’ll be no good….”
When it comes to showing how I feel I’ll always be afraid of rejection, but I don’t even know what I want or even how this will work out. It makes no sense, but I want to be treated good without being in that label. No, I don’t want to be that spoiled brat that I was with my ex. If that’s who you think I’m going to be then you’re mistaken. I plan on treating the person that I’m “with,” with a little bit of respect and care. Maybe, even a little bit of interest of being my friend because that what we were, right? Ehh, doesn’t really feel like it anymore. Now, that I’ve written all of this down. I think I know what I’m going to do. Confidence is just needed to back me plan.

I don’t know I use to think this, but I think there’ no better time to live now. Technology is advancing so quickly and our generation is awesome.
Omg. I say this probably once a day, everyday.
Tezin, you heartbreaker.
to write a series of slam poems about my friends and why I dislike them
Have you felt like throwing up, soaking sometime in the bath?
Doing soo much for eveyone else, yeah….
I hate school.