Thursday, Dec. 21, 2006
hate hate hate
I hate feeling like this.
I hate football.
I hate how inconsiderate Zack can be of my feelings.
I hate that he didn't come over...and that he didn't want to come over.
I hate that he wanted to stay at Hooters.
I hate the entire football season.
I hate that he can't get why.
I hate this. All of it.
Life sucks.
I wish I had the balls to cut myself right now...
moodymess at 10:13 p.m.