tears and duct tape

school sucks. It just, pretty much completely sucks.

i had one of those days that you just want to curl up into a ball and cry. Unfortunatly for me, after crying i have the urge to go throw up. I live a charmed life.

I haven't decided on my new years resoultions. Mine are always serious anmd i do try really hard to obtain them. But theri not something that can be done in one day. No, their more like the oens that are a daily challenge. the kind i like.

its suprising what you cna get used to. Like, i've gotten used to not being able to depend on anyone but myself, on being constantly let down by others, being misled, lied to and lefty to rot. And now, i've come to expect it out of pretty much everyone i know. its bad, hell, maybe even unhealthy, one of those cycles you always hear about. but what ever, its what i'm used to and so far, has been pretty accuriate. i'm not going to ignore the truth just because i dont like it.

i got a roll of duct tape. thats pretty much been the high light of my day.

(*) where are the arms, which hold me so tight, in my dreams?
where is the laugher, joy and smiles i remember
so faintly
where in this world is understanding peace and happyness
where is there someone without a mask
someone who loves me for me?(*)