May 2010
When I sometimes imagine it’d be nice to die, I don’t first stop and think about my family or the people that care about me. In fact, it takes me a while to get to those people. I start by thinking about my old Spanish teacher, Mr Morales, who used to laugh at the kids that would say “I didn’t ask to be born”. He told us having just one person that wants us to be in this world should be enough for anyone to keep living.
It’s only when I think about this that I realise it is enough.
What went wrong?
‘Cause you said this was right.
You fucked up my life.” —You Fucked Up My Life- Blink 182
I throw myself into the sea. Release the wave, let it wash over me.
Throughout the projects.
I never liked Juno as a character, but this quote is how I feel a lot of the time.
seems like we’re staying up doing an assignment TOGETHER.
…..which is really really shit. I’m only tired because of this assignment, I probably wouldn’t be if I didn’t have to do it.
I know. The reason we’re staying up doing this assignment in the first place is because we’re last-minute girls.
I feel so exhausted. I drove 4 hours with my dad today….and I feel like this assignment isn’t worth shit right now.
One of the most sensible men I have ever known, my dad, Juan Carlos Costa, is addicted to Australia’s Got Talent.
I do not know how this came to be.
And stupid.
Today, I was walking down the street in Fairfield and this guy yells “Pussy Paradise!” at me. I get that it’s meant to be sexist and derogatory…but I don’t know how that’s what someone would come up with. Just…what?
Oh, and then I was driving home and this girl with really thick eyeliner and greasy hair cut me off. Then I noticed she had a licence plate that said “PRESHS”. I hate when people actually pay money to look like idiots.Wtf, I’m from a town called Fairfield lol
In Australia? Haha.
No….California lol
Our fields are much fairer than yours!
Well, we’ve coined the term “Pussy Paradise”, so….watch out.
My boyfriend’s in the bathroom throwing up his insides.
I think it’s kind of cute. I’m weird like that.
Most of the time when I get really angry, that annoying Kelis song will pop into my head and just repeat itself.
I hate you so much right now. I hate you so much right now. I hate you so much right now. Aaaah!