Sometimes...

I feel like a complete dumbass. I mean like, why the fuck do I even give a rat's ass about this guy so much? I dont know. :(

:(

I don't know why im turning out to be like this. I hate the side he brings me out to be -.-

Fuck

I didn’t come back to Sacramento for this shit. Could I have at least my first day to fucking relax? This day just keeps on getting worse and worse.
First I fucking get charged $25 for not giving them my fucking key even though it wasn't stated on the fucking guidelines to move out.
Second I get charged $50 for having fucking 3 carry on bags. Bitch, you should've told me earlier that I couldn't have 3 so I could try to fit the other shit into the other two fucking bags.
Now I'm at the fucking restaurant. FUCK SACRAMENTO

if you didn't hook up with her, we could be so much more right now.

I say I don't believe in love because I've never experienced what love is. Sure I love my family, I love my friends, but that's the type of love that makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside. What type of love am I looking for? The type that makes me hot and cold. The love that will take me to the end of the world and back. I want a fire.

I always thought that...

if I left Sacramento I could get away from my family and all of the responsibilities attached to it. But what was I kidding? Its my fucking family. I can never get away from it. Why the fuck am I down here for school? Fuck. My. Life.

LOL REALLY?

A penguin? A domo? Fuck; good shit.