Hi guise my life is so gr8 i wish it wasn't real. Do you know what it feels like being called something you don't really like being called. Calling others ugly doesn't make you any more prettier. k so i have loads of work to do and yet i ain't doing any productive shit right now. I is a socially awkward and so is it really my fault that I don't know what to say ): wah now my heart pain why did i have to be so kaypoh grr so angry at myself. Well maybe you're not worth it cause you're the one of those who come and go. K so i was suppose to trust everyone and doubt whatever they say but you know how fucking hard that is to put your whole trust in everybody but in the end you trust gets broken anyway and you'll just end up broken. And do you know how fucking hard it is to try and believe them all over again. Its not that easy ok. I really want to tell you what i'm feeling tell you everything i thought about you but it'll kill me. Everyone has a secret tucked behind their hearts maybe. Even the ones you love keep secrets from you. I did terribly for Emaths. oh god.The last thing I need right now is to go for remedial. k my life is so fantastic and the spacebar hates me is this real.

When I was a little girl I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet prince charming and he’s everything you ever wanted. In fairy tales the bad guy is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and you realize that prince charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he’s not easy to spot; he’s really funny, and he makes you laugh, and he has perfect hair.