It’s funny how we’re always complaining that things aren’t fair, but we don’t even hold each other to the same standards.

I find it funny that people will make themselves miserable just to make another person happy.

I’ve always wanted to know what it was like to drown. They say it’s the most peaceful way to die. Not that I’m planning on dying soon. I just want to know who decided that. Wouldn’t you have to die drowning to know? And then how exactly would you relay the experience?

I wrote this song for you called “Go Fuck Yourself.”

In my Spanish class we had to pick Spanish names at the beginning of the year. So I was like “Okay, Eva’s still kind of white. I like it I’ll pick that one.” But the bitch in front of me HEARD me say that and picked it before I could.

We have so many teachers at my school who have the entirely wrong idea as to what their profession is all about.

First of all, they repeatedly tell me that I’ll never use half the things I’m learning here. That really makes me want to try.

Second of all, they care about my dresscode more than my education. “Never mind that you have a test next period, go home and change into pants that don’t have a quarter inch rip in them.”

Third, they tell me they don’t even want to be there. That they wish they had been a nurse, president, dolphin, etc.

Like really though thanks for the motivation.

The other day my friend Kennady was all whining about how she wants a boy who can play guitar and sing and she wants to know what it’s like and she wishes someone would treat her right and take her to dinner blah blah blah. 

Basically, exactly like my boyfriend. She’s always bragging on shit that I don’t have, and I figured it was my turn. So I’m like…

“Sorry Kennady I’m already dating Trey. But I can tell you stories about it.”

Excuse me let me go cool down this bitch I just burned.

There’s this girl at my school that looks like you camwowed her face.

And I feel really bad for noticing this.