What if my blog wass just words like hate, destruction, spit, stop, no, ugly, anger, despair, and the like? Would you still read it? Would you still like me?
I applied for my first college tonight. Yay.
I feel like I'm not ready to deal with everything that goes with being an adult. but whatevs, I can handle it, I am 18 after all.
I feel like the moon and the stars know something that I dont. And that may be why I like to look at them so much. So that I can find out what they posess.
I feel like mathematics is a language I will never understand, but I am going to keep on plowing right through it, because it keeps the brain limber.
I feel like using psychology as a way to control people is all our culture has become, and that its a sick and twisted thing to do.
I feel like I shouldnt hate as many people as I do, but I also feel like I'm obligated to because of some of the things that they do.
I feel tired.
I feel love.