Sunday, May 24, 2009

venting.

i like how you only come to me when you have no one else to go to or when you're pissed at ________. and when i tell you i care & shit like that, you act like i'm not there + keep talking to ________. it's annoying as fuck. i'm getting so fucking sick of it. i don't even know why i'm still there for you. set your fucking priorities straight, cuhs you know your friend count is deteriorating each day. and one of these days, you're gonna wake up & want to talk to me. but bitch please, that'll be a day where i'm going to stop being there for you.

the beach was so cold. -_- we ended getting there at like 5. but the person who had all the food got lost so we had to wait. we ended up eating at like 7 ? -_- me & camelia were just sitting there with our towels on us like blankets watching them play volleyball. ahah (: oh, & we turned the radio on and listened to the laker gaaaame ! hell yeah, they won. i got home at like 10:30 & i got yelled at by my dad. i'm grounded for the rest of this weekend + can't go out. which sucks cuhs joy's church is watching star trek right now, and i could have went, but my ass had to be home at a certain time. and i was gonna sleep over at joy's casa. LAMES. we were gonna play mario kart like little nerds. ):

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