The Air Vents In The Wrong Places.

by Cognizant1

I have so much bottled up inside me it's driving me mad. And I keep on letting all this steam off to the last people that still really care about me.
There's a time and place Nikaela, right here. right now.

I'm sooo:frusturated/angry/confused/sad/lonely alllll the time/sleepless/exahusted/forever awake/ and hurt by the unfairness of it all.

Yes I am wollowing in self pity thank you very much, thats what this is for.

I don't know if I'll be going on independent study and I just can't bare staying here anymore. I'm the most alone I've ever been in a big cespool of thousands of dumb teenagers.

I hate the way they crawl onto the battlefeild with long blinding hair and small pieces of see through cloth draped over their skelleton-with-a-bra body. Their high waisted pants hold onto what left of their invisble bottoms, granny shoes screaming to be original. And a little baby cow purse carrying nothing but meaningless makeup and tampons sheltering one hip. The other will have to make due with a pretty little organized binder held tightly, always at war with the others that look exactly the same.

Okay, I'm just making this up but I hate it how their the ones that are supposed to be intimidating.

Jesus I sound like everything I hate on here. but I'm going to empty myself of it until I can be clean and pretty again, with a real big kid blog that shares only the sweetest and realest things imaginable.

But besides all the gook I just emptied from myself I've got to keep my head up, stay organized and keep working towards my dream! which at the moment isn't actually independant study, its much bigger- To finally be Happy again:)

Excuse My French,
N

listening to: All The Things I've Learned- Libbie Linton