My house, does not feel like a home.
Who the fuck cares?! Get over, you have no right to sit here and bitch at me, and tell me i’m the bad person. EVEN WHEN I WASN’T THE ONE WHO ENDED IT. Scratch that, there wasn’t even something there. It was just a fling, and you know what? I’m okay with that. If you’re not and you have an opinon times ten. Keep it to your fucking self. I don’t need to her your endless spewing bullshit. It’s not your life, it’s mine. I make my choices because that’s the way I, ME, MYSELF, want to make my decisions. Not you, if I had something I actually WANTED to come to you with, I would. But i don’t. So shut the fuck up, and sit the fuck down.
On days like these,
I just wish I could close my eyes, open them back up, and everything bad would be gone.
I think i’m going to start trying to take a photo every day. Of anything, really. I just want to try and increase my skill of handeling my camera, and taking a photograph.
MIAD portfolio day today! I chose all east coast schools, haha. Hopefully, one of the college’s will like my work! I’m nervous but oh so excited at the same time.
swine flu isn’t that bad. is a stone cold liar.