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I’m Angelina. I don’t give a shit what you call me. I don’t enjoy telling people about myself. I’m 14.
I’m really opinionated, that doesn’t mean I don’t get along with everyone. I have a lot of friends, but only a couple good ones. I’ll do anything to have a good time. I get by easily. When I try, I turn heads.
I don’t find cigarettes addicting. I like to drink. The quote “everything happens for a reason” is just used to make people feel more secure about theirs lives. I hate when people tell a little white lie to make a person feel better about themselves or others. If I was alone in the world, I wouldn’t be able to survive. In fact I wouldn’t bother trying. Music is great. I love the good kind. I don’t think I’ll ever leave the world feeling like my life was complete.
I’m afraid of the future. The future means change, and I dread it. I’ve lost a lot of friends, I’ve gained even more so I don’t give a flying fuck. I’m short, I like it. I’m cuddly. I don’t believe that everyone deserves a second chance. No matter what they’ll always screw up again. I walk almost everywhere I need to go. Half of that may be because no one gives me a ride, but walking makes me think. I never remember my dreams, it’s not even worth it.
The only person I look up to is never around. I don’t like my family involved in my life, because I don’t see a point in it. I don’t see a point in a lot of things, though. However it doesn’t mean I don’t care. I’m a pessimist, sorry. I make things awkward and I like that because its funny. People don’t understand the things I do. Neither do I. If you think I’m obsessed with you, the odds are that I just think you’re a flaming homosexual who’s worth talking about. I don’t see a point in writing about how different or unique you think you are from everyone else. Because nobody gives a shit.
I find humor in the most despicable things and that’s awesome. I’ve kept you here long enough, and I doubt you think any different of me than you already did. That’s cool. I still think you’re a fag.
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