may 2nd or something.

I really can't wait until summer to go and explore new places and feel better. Right now I'm just sick and sad and shit. I'm completely uninsipred and brough down. I don't know if I'll keep up with this blog cause, firstly, I barely do in the first place, and secondly, no one really reads it so, hah.

This week has been pretty fucked up.

so here we are

I feel normal again. I should have a party over this cause I'm happy.

Photo Adventure Anyone?

I dunno what to write about really! Lifes a bitch. Lifes a boring, repetitive bitch. And I'm loving every second of it. <3

I am just sitting here watching Americas Next Top Model repeats (I love Allison, the girl with the big eyes)I think they should have a males next top model, just saying.
The easter bunny brough me pink hair extensions (yay) and Jones Soda.

I really want to go on photo adventures this summer please<3

you make my dreams come trueeee (doo doo doo doo)

Life is so boring. And its almost Valentines Day. I think they made up that holiday to make everyone that isn't in love or something along the lines of that feel like crap. Literally.
Well, not literally thats disgusting.
^^ha 500 Days of Summer refrence. ha.

But anyhow, I cant wait until spring. Winter is sooo boring and shit. I mean what is the point? It just makes everyone feel cold and makes pretty things die.
I don't get why hell is portrayed as hot. A cold, icy hell seems a lot more devistating.
Cold. It = shit.

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[:

drivers ed and ice cream shoppe

I'm taking drivers ed. in February and I applied for a job at an ice cream shop. (: Just thought I'd say that.
Um bye
messyowl

no where to take pictures here.

SO bored. Flickr mail me if you're coming to southern Michigan...like Monroe AnnArborish...and want to have a flickr phototaking party.
I'm bringing pepper spray in case you're a creeper.

...

i'm real sad.
i dont know why.
...
yeah thats all bye.

no pretty pictures. just me trying to be witty.

I will write a poem without erasing a word. It might sound stupid but its what comes to mind and I think that's what it was supposed to be. Will be random. Somewhat funny ... maybe. Idk.

An eerie cloudy gloom
covers your writing room
moon splashes through your windows
sunlight caught in sparkly crystals
Mixing stars
writing words on your arms
Comparing megapixels.
Oceans the sizes of lakes
I know that your knees ache
But bloody blisters don't look good
against the icy snowy ground
Excuse me for asking
but what exactly was that silent sound?
A whisper of wind
or moans that twitter is down?
Tweaking reality for the good of my mind
Silently forgetting there is more than one kind
cul-de-sacs lead to dead ends
breaking even with our anxious tics
and honestly circles make me sick

dropping stomachs and warming hearts.

I'm terribly confused because dropping stomachs and warming hearts tend to feel the same. Do I feel sad yet grateful or possibly in such great awe but at the same time wanting what everyone else has. Its probably the last one.
I suck I suck I suck.
My photography sucks
My writing sucks
My school work sucks
My motivation sucks
My insides suck
My mind sucks
My heart sucks
My...uhm...I dunno anymore but I could list forever and ever and ever.
What a pitiful life I think I have and really its not that bad.