this weekend was amazing.
i am looking forward to orlando with everyone.
my third period class may just make school worth going to.


but only maybe.
zack is in my first period class.
i. have. to. see. him. every. day.
it really is killing me.
i hate crying myself to sleep over this shit every night,
knowing that he hasn't even thought twice about it.
he's moved on. to an older, easier girl.
she isn't even good looking.


every time i lay down to fall asleep,
this shit is all i can think about.
it's burned into my fucking mind.

even when i have a great time like this weekend,
i still end up feeling so horrible and sad.

i never did anything to deserve this.
what a jackass.

2 carrot flowers | oh comely...