Lost

This is going to be the most fucked up relationship, I can tell.

I'm always going to love you and care about you but I just don't know how I'm going to react when I hear you talk about other girls you like.

You say that we are "stuck in the friend zone" so why do you think you can still touch me the way that you used to?

I don't want to lose you but it is going to be hard for both of us to make this new relationship work but I swear, I'll make it work.

I officially don't really care about anything right now. I don't feel like eating anymore, I just want to sleep until exams are done.

I hate feeling so depressed that all I want to do is sleep.

I wish prom wasn't done.

So prom was shitty, it was a big waste of money but whatever.

Afterprom was pretty amazing minus any drama that happened.

I wish Pat would put the pictures upppppp :(

I feel slightly indescribable right now and it really sucks.

Hey bitch, maybe you should try wearing cloths that don't make you look like a fucking fat pig with a big fat beer belly trying to stuff herself in an extra small fucking shirt.

I'm fucking done with all of you bitches that make my life a living hell. I'd like to see one of you actually confront me in person.

Let the fuck go

It has been 2 years. Stop missing what you never had.

Sure I miss friends I have lost in the recent past but that stuff takes time to get over. Let the past be in the past and stop bringing up how much you miss him.

I've already let go of everything I have lost but sometimes I think maybe I should have let go of you too. Maybe you would have liked that, then you wouldn't have to hear me "freak out" or "complain" anymore.

Yeah, I bet you'd like that.

I really don't understand how me puking at a party is such big news that people have to tell all their friends about it. Seriously, don't people have anything better to talk about?

I hear thunder outside, mmm I love thunder storms.

I better go before the power goes out.

PROM IN 4 DAYS WOOOO!

Beer before liquor, never sicker, liquor before beer, never fear

No one every mentioned this rule to me before. Oh god I wish they did. Last night I ended up puking at the party because I drank beer then liquor, then more beer followed by more liquor.

But anyways last night was fun before I puked. My night included warm beer, meeting new people, meeting people that knew me but I didn't know them, trading stupid boys my empty beers for their full ones, JACK DANIELS, truth or dare, stealing hats, vodka in sunny d bottles, high fives, losing my purse, stumbling, a boy from my film class calling me BABE every 5 seconds, and some drunk texting.

This was the conversation with me and my mom when I got home
MOM: "So how was the party?"
ME: "I puked"
MOM: "you were drinking"
ME: "yeah"


I love how she doesn't care.

Today I was hella hung over and I called my work to see if I was working. Of course they gave me a 7 hour shift. They have given me 3 hour shifts for the past 2 weeks so why did they decide to give me this long ass shift when I feel like death.

FML.