I feel like writing a blog. I'm just not sure what to write about.
I'm lonely. I don't want to be lonely anymore. I could not be lonely but there's a problem with that, but I can't say it on here because I don't want someone reading this and being like "Wow! Your a terrible person." or something like that. So, I guess I'll just stick with being lonely.
I don't know if that makes any since, but I tried my best to explain it.
I'm almost sixteen. I can't wait to get my permit so I could get my license. Then I could actually leave when I can't stand the people in my house ( which is VERY often ). I'm so into going to college and stuff, but that's just because I want to leave here. My mom was trying to get me to think about going to a college here ( I know it's a while away, but I keep saying I want to go somewhere far for college ) but I don't want to be here.
I'm going to the store. Peace.
Friday, January 9, 2009
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is the person in the first paragraph me..?
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