Listening to: Foo Fighters
Feeling: damned
Hmmm... I don't know why I'm updating. I don't have much to write about. I'll tell you one thing though. I'm not gonna write about how bad life sucks and how much it hurts when I slit my wrist...mainly because I don't slit my wrists but also because It's pointless. This isn't pointed toward any particular person. I was just randomly looking at people's diaries and a lot of them did bitch about life and how bad their wrist hurts from the cuts...I can think of a pretty good remedy for that...DON'T CUT YOUR FUCKING WRIST YOU FUCKING IDIOT! Now I could understand the complaining if someone else did it to them, but that is seldom ever the case. In one persons diary it said that her boyfriend gave her a band aid for her wrist and that made her happy. Just a piece of advice for that person: Stop seeking attention, no one needs it so bad that they should do that shit. If you feel the need to do something when your mad/sad/any other feeling that would make you do such things...draw a pretty picture, call a friend, or better than anything listen to some music. Everyone likes music. If you don't...maybe you should reconsider your thoughts. Anyhow. I'm gonna jet. Much love. Peace out.
this layout is shammin.
YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT! ummm, yeah.
Did you poke her in the ass?