sometimes i get so lonely I just don't know what to do with myself. It seems like all I ever do is stay up all night writing poetry or reading or listening to ani difranco. This is my life. I want more. I want passion, excitement, lust, something. I don't want the feeling of disapointment again. Thats all I ever seem to get now a days. My mother is working my last nerve. I'm trying to have as much patience as i possibly can. She thinks I'm being a bitch now, well, this is only the beginning. I really wish I could be the daughter she expects me to be but she lost that a long time ago.
Posted by krazygirl87013
at 11:16 PM EST