november 29th (i think)

again.
she said "i hate you" and "you're a stupid little twit" with so much passion and hate, that i almost didn't reply. but alas, i am me, and there would have been no fight had i not initiated it.
itunes is back.
no dog.
no xmas.
i'm spoiled, ungrateful, and too much.
i bankrupt.
i argue.
i cuss too much.
i ware her out.
i don't know who is dying faster; me or computer.
i hate myself. i hate life. i hate the world. i hate what i am. i hate what i might become.

november 22.

hmmm.
This picture is practically my life story. whoever created this knows exactly the panic that runs through my veins when i hear "future life."
The fact that i had to resend my password to my email account to get on this blogspot because i forgot it is good.
the fact that i succeeded and i even attempted to blog on this is bad.
they annoy me.
school is shit.
debate is shit.
i still don't know what i aspire to be, it makes me sad and freak out.
moving on, "and not, when i came to die, discover that i had not lived."