March 2012
wake up: exhausted
12 pm: exhausted
3 pm: fucking exhausted
5 pm: really fucking exhausted
7 pm: about to pass out
bed time: the energy of 5 million condensed suns
February 2012
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fucking hate everything. nobody fuck with me. I’m done. I don’t want to talk to anyone or see anyone, i don’t want to go to school or hang out with her or go work out or go to the talent show or audition for pops concert or go to open gym or pack or go to philly and i especially, 100% do not want to go to prom.
I look in the mirror and think: slut.
