Archive for May 1, 2008

NO NO NO NO NO!

{ May 1, 2008 @ 7:29 pm } · { Family, Social-ness, Teenage Fun }
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I do not like being denied Nexopia. At this current moment, I need it. To contact my friends, to post random blogs and to check up on everyone else and TO FINISH CHRIS’ BIRTHDAY PRESENT! It’s tomorrow! I was going to make him a book with all his friends smiling saying something nice about him… but nooo. I’m a retard anyway. I dug my own goddamn grave. And now I have to censor everything I write here because the father watches my every move. I DO NOT WANT A FIGHT! It’s bad enough my siblings pick on me, but now, URGH. NO this is not what I want.

I’m listening to Beethoven’s Fur Elise, in hopes that it will calm me down. I really hate censoring my work. Oh whatever, I’m just going to have to take this blog down.. and make a new one. Privacy, privacy, privacy… blogs are like online journals, and people shouldn’t have to read my journal to get to know me better. Ask goddamn questions, I don’t lie when asked questions about me. That’s not fair to those who want to know more about me.

Well, I’m already sick of typing for now.. So I doubt I’m gonna update this thing anymore. It only aids in the fight against me.

F is For Friends Who Do Stuff Together

{ May 1, 2008 @ 3:29 am } · { Boyfriends, Family, Teenage Fun }
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Well, I’m looking into having a friend with benefits. I’ve got a whole bunch who do it with each other. Problem I’ve had all my life. All my friends are friends with each other, so they make plans or something and they leave me out. Assholes. I’m fun.

Dad. The one that pays the bills, buys the food and takes credit for everything good in my life. Yes him. He’s a fucktard parent. I hate dislike him. He’s denying me access to the only people keeping me sane right now. Yes, my friends. The Ex, His Fuckbuddy, and Fuckbuddy’s Boyfriend. The last two I’m allowed to see, but I don’t really appreciate ‘Dad’ calling The Ex a dickhead, prick, whathaveyou. Have some fucking respect. It’s not fair that I am the one getting the short end of the stick. Oh, and apparently, I’m grounded. HAHAHAHA If I’m grounded that just means I’m going out without you knowing, not that I’m not going out. It’s just one big FUCK YOU.

I’m looking into leaving this wretched place.