So today was the last day of my high school career. That still sounds weird to say out loud, that I'm officially done with high school. Like, I have no idea how I'm graduating. Seriously, I definitely, 100 percent don't deserve it. Ask me how I made it through 4 years of hell, I don't … Continue reading end of an era
I live with the constant thought of being 80 years old one day and forcing my grandkids to come over to my house to listen to me tell them all the crazy shit that I did back in my day, looking back on my good ole life. I mean, I'm still hoping that I make … Continue reading come over, sit down, this will be a good story… maybe??
So I have become the worst kind of person. I am actually jealous of my friends... for having fun... without me. So as most of you know, I live in a very strict boarding school so fun isn't exactly in my vocabulary. But up until now, even though I had breakdowns along the way, I … Continue reading just me being pity
I know this person. This girl. She's brilliant, she has straight A's, she speaks five languages, she is a varsity athlete, she has a million friends, she's beautiful. She's in my head. She's a better version of me. I've been very angry with myself lately. With the things I did, and didn't do or say. … Continue reading someone I know
I am not an optimistic person. I don't know why, I just never really knew how to be one. Even if I tried, all that positive stuff coming out of my mouth sounds like straight up bullshit. Most my friends tell me I'm cynical. I don't like meeting new people and asking each other the … Continue reading ugh mondays
Is it just me or do you guys sometimes feels like you're disappearing as well? Well, if yes, that means I'm not alone in this fucked up world, which would be nice. I'm a senior in high school. I live in a dorm in Boca Raton, FL. I've been here since my freshman year and … Continue reading am I the only one??
Hey guys! I'm sure you can tell by the name of my blog that I'm a HUGE Nirvana fan, Kurt Cobain particularly. I feel like that's an understatement, let me put it this way: I would sell my first born child to have him write a song about me. I'd really like it if he … Continue reading but like… don’t we all smell like teen spirit????
