pads are 25 cents and tampons are free

so,
today...
sucked hairy monkey balls

my phone broke
i failed my math quiz
i started my period
and i had to realize again that my boyfriend has no hope in me

vote diana for vp
iloveher.

i havent written in here for a while...so i was writing poems so i decided for the days i wasnt writing ill just post em up
cause thats basically my other way of releasing i guess

what in the world am i going to do about my phone...
like seriously
IT BROKE
anyone who knows me knows that my phone is a big part of me.

I ACTUALLY GOT ALGEBRA TWO TODAY CAN I GET A WHA WHA !! LOL
idk why i put LOL im not laughing
im actually in a very bad mood

i hate that girls have to go thru everything
we have babies
periods
boobs that go up and down when you run
we have to shave
TRUST THAT IT TAKES TIME
we need to worry about our hair OUR EVERYTHING
we have to be pretty in every little part of us
when guys....have to shower and stick their penis in things...ITS UNFAIR


i hate feeling like shit cause of my boyfriend
like sometimes i dont wanna try cause he never had faith in me to begin with
its like i try soo hard but effort never matters
its like what beeken has on his thing.
when im right
no one remembers
and when im wrong
no one forgets

i hate saying its not my fault
so i avoid it
but sometimes i wanna scream it to the world
but then again
THE WORLD DOESNT CARE
everyone has their own shit

excuses are like asses
everyone has one
and shit is all that comes out.

pocket full of miracles

i guess its my fault
they say you always control the outcome, no matter what.
so is it my fault?

did i somehow provoke this?
was it me that caused my own heart to ache.
well no one cares enough to tell me the answer. because we all have our own fucking problems ya know?
its like when your walking past someone and you ask "how are you?"
do you really want to know?
i honestly doubt it, we fake sincerity
just like he fakes the sincerity of being sorry..or maybe its the cause.
maybe its me.
it is me.

i find myself not forgiving because im never forgetting.
for some reason i always tend to think back...its a curse.
it really is a curse to be able to remember each exact little thing people say.
because sometimes i wish people were able to lie to me just so i dont feel the pain of them actually lying.
then again i wish people did not have to lie.

its like if you know your going to regret it, why even do it? why try and hide as long as you can? is it worth it?
thats really the question...worth.
and i think most of us dont want to know the answer.

i hate when people do those things, where like once they do it theyre already planning how to explain it. because it isnt like they dont know its bad because theyre already planning how to excuse themselves.
honestly, i hate excuses i mean excuses are like asses everyone has one and only shit comes out.

maybe i ask to much of humanity
maybe im the flaw of humanity
maybe just maybe...