So I decided I wanted to write more things I've realized about myself:
I say sorry a LOT, but I do mean it, most of the time.
I have a good memory, but I remember the most pointless things.
Like, I remember things people say really well.
I can't convey what I mean to people clearly. If I'm trying to explain something, I'm not good at making people understand.
I get really pissed off at the tiniest things, but passively mad at things I should have my blood boiling over.
I thank Billie Joe Armstrong for the life I'm living today.
I have a select group that I can tell everything to, and I thank God every day for them.
A lot of the time, I get really upset and want to cry but I can't.
I hate my braces.
Actually, I hate the way I look a lot of the times.
No, that's not me trying to get compliments.
That's me telling you I dislike myself.
I hurt myself the other day, because I was pissed off at everyone and everything.
Nothing major, I just dug my nails into the back of my thighs.
I have a dark mind, darker than you can imagine.
I've contemplated seriously committing suicide.
Green Day kept me going.
I hate when people say anything is possible, because it's NOT.
I like optimism, but please.
I love being really tired and just crashing.
Or really dirty and taking a shower, it feels so nice :)
I hate imposing people.
I don't like being too organized, it makes me really stressed.
I'm allergic to McDonald's.
Pizza is my favorite food.
I like making odd faces in the mirror.
I prefer comfort to style, but I do like to get dressy sometimes :)
If I don't know you, I probably assume I'll hate you, because I hate people pretty much.
Songs rarely make me cry, no matter how sad and how personal I hold them.
I hate losing. At anything.
Mr. Slawter = hero <3
Alex Gaskarth writes amazing blogs.
I love Grady Sizemore and Joe Mauer.
Oh and Jon Lester and Jonathan Papelbon.
You don't understand passion until you've talked to a Philly sports fan - we've gone 100 seasons without a major sports championship, yet we still support and love those teams like no other.
the Phillie Phanatic is the best mascot in sports, don't argue.
I peak at Christmas gifts.
I can't keep my mouth shut.
But I can keep a secret.
I like to read.
Writing is my release.
I try hard to choose words that won't piss people off, but I always say things wrong.
I fumble over words when I speak in front of a class.
I hate obnoxious people that feel you need to know all of their business. Nah, sorry.
Me and my mom bond while driving down the highway singing along to Billy Joel.
I respect all legit musicians. Not Britney Spears, I said LEGIT.
I don't listen.
I tell people to fuck off and insult people a lot, but I don't mean it really.
I believe in heaven.
I believe in love.
I believe in karma.
I believe in hope.
I believe in faith.
I believe in belief.
I believe in myself, sometimes.
But above all, I believe in God.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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