in two weeks i'll be nineteen, and still confused. but hey, isnt that teenage life?even though the age grows and wisdom stays the same, my music seem's to always tell that story.i've been sitting in my room blasting my ipod ignoring all the pains outside of my bedroom door. all the pressue in this house, from that woman called my mother. once again, teenage life. i guess the only thing i can do is...

i spent my day walking around like some sort of zombie. i had my headphones on full blast and my mind was off somewhere else.i found out that the guy i liked only used me because he couldnt find a girl "hot enough" for him to actually date, so he only took me out due to sheer pity. he also said that he would never take out a ugly "heffer" ( me) again.so as the teenage girl i am, i cried at first...

i swear i was having the worst day i've had EVER, and then "Poprocks and Coke" by my favorite band Green Day came on.and i swear in THAT moment it effing spoke to me.like the lyrics pretty much told me that someone out there cares, and WILL be there.and i can maybe, possibly but wont realize who that person ( or who those people) are.and hopefully i'll find them soon, because at the moment i could...

okay so here the deal, i have this best guy friend. he's like one of the only people i can go towith my problems and he listens and always give me the best advice. he calls me his "brother" and i call him my "sister", yes i know thats a tad weird but its one of our inside jokes. we're really good friends and people find us hilarious.but here's the catch, i'm pretty sure i'm starting to...

heres the low down. i have a mother, a father and two brothers.my mothers THAT person who always puts me down no matter what happening. she used to be amazing, but i have no idea what happened.my fathers the kind of person who encourages me in every little thing i do, but he's always working and i barely see him.my brothers were my best friends, anthony's 25 and he's living the life of a alcoholic...