||[Oct. 3rd, 2005|06:11 pm]
[oh boy, its me!]
why can't I have teen angst like|
all the other boys & girls.
my mom is lame.
she yells at me a lot.
& likes to call me a whore
don't i have a happy household?
i'm not gonna be all lj war &
say oh "someone" is pissing me off.
if you read this, i don't care. at all.
you are really ,really pissing me of lately.
you are so effing dramatic& you always seem to think
that i'm either lying to you or screwing with you.
you have to learn to trust me a little bit
& know that i'm actually your friend.
& speaking of us being each other's friend,
you do some things that i'm really not cool with.
for example, you constantly involve yourself
& tell noah everything i tell you.
&quite frankly i'm sick of it.
i don't care that he knows what i told you the other day,
it wasn't a secret. but you shouldn't have told him
anything at all.
i trust you enough to tell you things
i don't talk about with people
&then you show me that i seriously can't trust you.
if you don't wanna be involved,
stop involving yourself.
i don't know why you're so mad
that we're friends again,
i didn't lie to you & quite frankly
it shouldn't matter to you if we are or not.
it's my decision, my choice, my life.
& it doesn't affect you at all.
so yeah, grow up, get over it, & stop acting
like a psycho.