I am not that intelligent, I don't have a pretty name nor am I high classed. I don't have money or a car and I can't walk so great in heels or wear short skirts everyday. My hair is damaged and horrible, my face is like many, and my body isn't amazing. I don't go to clubs on a whim, I'm not "wild" and "fun", and I don't smoke to look sexy... but I have something not many women can offer: My writing, my mind, my world, my heart, and that is definitely something NO ONE can take.

This is how friends say Goodmorning/Hi through picture texts

Evelyn to me:



Me to Evelyn:




I'm eating a muffin and trying to concentrate on a test at school. Isn't due today, so technically I can cheat for the answers but theres no fun in that. Should have slept when I got home, cause I can't think right ;A;
Also got my cousin Leslie a b-day present. Got her a Hello Kitty watch =)

nnnnnrrrrrrghghhdksks

Instead of focusing on getting a new eyeliner and that lipstick for Evelyn, I should have bought myself a Nyquil (the green kind for some lucid dreams.)

Woke up a bit early today, because I fell asleep early by force. I haven't been feeling the happiest these past few days, and I know why, but I don't want to get into it with anyone and let these feelings take their course. So I exercised when I awoke in the morning and I felt great! Worked out my little butt, arms, stomach and thighs because I would like to have a bitchin body for the summer. I always wanted to wear that itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini. Alright, maybe not that exactly, but a bikini no less! Surf shorts and tan lines just aren't sexy and I'd like to be able to loosen my bikini top for that perfect back tan. I might just end up a lobster for a few days, but it's a price I am willing to pay, damnit! I always tan in Mexico, so that is definitely an option. Hell, with my teenie weenie bikini I might just tan on the roof!

And I wanna go back to Bilbao, because free drinks all night and a strobe light in my face wasn't seizure inducing enough. It started out as a normal club night and before I knew it, I was committing party fouls, jerking from side to side and foaming at the mouth. At one point, when the lights were at it's craziest and the cameras were flashing, I think everyone caught sight of my boobs and some guys were trying to dance up on this.

I think I want to escape to Mexico again.
My hype from exercising went away a long time ago and now I'm back to that crappy feeling.

So for now

WHERE THE FUCK IS SOME NYQUIL?!

Gunna make cookies, hang out with my mum and eat pizza.
I'll go driving tonight too then =p



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I want to quit this so bad. I don't like how it makes me feel =(