What Are You Thinking?

I'm pretty sure I fell in love with her all over again...

 

Last final in less than an hour.

Pretty sure I bombed a section of my French but tried to do well enough on the extra credit to make up for it. I test well anyway- just one set of verbs I forgot how to conjugate.

 

Luck, my friend.

 

Thanks. Got it for Writing. We're allowed one of our text books. The one final I was the most worried about, Algebra's, all over with and turned out to be easier than I'd studied for.

 

What happened? :/
and nice save. hehe

 

Dunno. Just being a miserable git. I really can't stand people. I want to smack every person I meet. I need to scream into a pillow.

 

Actually, much as I'm not fond of the outdoors, that actually sounds pretty nice. Dunno about a charger though, I'll look around.

 

aww (*hug*)

 

I wish my mind would stop thinking about sex so much. >___> It's like... I don't want to think about it, but I've just been so horny recently. x___x I didn't used to be like this... >___>

 

You want to know something funny? I'm a miserable wretch, today I spent at lest two of the 24 with tears rolling down my face. The thing is, I'm allergic to tears. My skin breaks out in hives wherever they fall...

---------- Post added 11th Dec 2013 at 06:48 PM ----------

I wish I knew what I did to get my best friend to hate me. All of a sudden he stopped talking to me, and would only glare at me whenever I spoke with him. That was three years ago. He moved two years ago. I wanted so bad to try and patch things between us, but I never knew what was wrong. Whenever I saw him with other people he acted the same as always, so it wasn't him, I had to have done something. But what? Why did he leave me? I still think of him as my best friend, and I regret every day I didn't figure out what I did wrong and try to fix it.

 

Right? It's really counterproductive for me. "Sure, asshole, think about sex and then spend half an hour miserable because you're assembly required." And yet sometimes I fucking think about it three times an hour or more.

 

Love you too.

Just imagine how disgusting it would be to have sex with someone. Feces, sweat, fart, hair, spots, saliva, germs and all that yucky disgusting stuff. It is very disgusting and yucky.

Hope I did a good job of putting you off.

 

Its alright, I found one.

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Fuck college. I will not go in tomorrow. I prefer not to waste sick days on being sick.

 

If there's any solace for how today went, I did get misgendered.

 

Tonight is one of those nights. Where I will write. And write. And write. And then it will get light, and I'll be all surprised.

 

Have been really enjoying the Maupassant collection I picked up from the library yesterday. Already read four stories so far, may read another one or two before going to bed.

 

So I've been watching random Are You Afraid of the Dark episodes, and half an hour ago watched this one episode that seriously made me cry. I guess I was also thinking of it being my brother and if I was in that girl's place and it was just SO fucking sad.


And the MPTC person hasn't emailed me back yet, and of course i'm kinda over-analyzing and thinking what if they're ignoring me...and/or what if they're thinking they just don't wanna deal with this kid and his problems...

 

But then porn exists and gives me false expectations. :lol:

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Finals are done. And with that... I've officially made it one whole semester without my family knowing I'm attending as a man.

 

I think I would've killed myself by now, were it not for a poem and my eighth grade English teacher. Tomorrow, I'll thank them, but right now, I really resent them. Why won't they let me quell the dark and raging tempest swirling in my mind?