| it's been over a year, so why the fuck not. a lot has happened. once again jobless, boyfriendless, and apartmentless. back to square one. drinking way more than anyone should. not mad about it. not really sure where to go from here. but i never really am. |
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| i have my GED. i have a boyfriend. i have an apartment. and i'm jobless.
i'm sarah burns, mother fucker. |
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| the other night we were joking around about sites like this, and i thought i'd visit. dish out all those secrets i don't talk about.
i drink a lot, and i've starting smoking cigarettes. which i need to stop. but it's a social thing. i dunno.
i fell for keith and he lead me on, and then i got over it. and then he started the same bullshit again and started asking me to come over and cuddle, and we would, and we'd kiss, and once we messed around. and then i got incredibly drunk and ended up staying at his house and he tried to fuck me. and then after that, he told alyssa i jumped him and told everyone that i'm trying to get with him so badly. pissed. and we're still friends. and we still act flirty. and i think it's so sad that i can do that with no hard feelings. i'm just so over it. i had a little fling i'd guess you'd call it with spencer, and it was great and everything got fucked up, as they tend to. i broke a couple hearts and i think i'm in the process of breaking another. but these things happen.
i just want to be fucked up, and push thru this rough time in my life.
kam wants to try to get together. so does david. and rob.
and i think i'll try with kam, and it probably won't work out, but he is a really great guy, so maybe it will.
i think i want to be with a girl though. but none of them do it for me. i dunno.
oh i'm getting my ged and i have a job now. cool stuff.
i dunno. things are just tough and stupid, so i'm being tough and stupid right back.
fuck you all. all i want is a good person. and there's no such thing. |
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| Whenever I feel bitter about something, something makes me happy. Rosey and Cyndi, you both are getting even more fat and ugly. Sir, your girlfriend fucking sucks. Makes me feel happier.
It's me being immature.
What do I do now? Wait for every night to go to keiths and hang out. And I have a blast. Fuck I love my life.
Tomorrow night? Going to a movie with my girl and then going to comic book night! Ballin! |
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