wildindigo's Blog

What's real?
Date: Dec 15th, 2005 9:59:19 pm - Subscribe
Mood: reluctant
Currently entertained by: A Day's Gonna Come


Just because you don't understand something doesn't mean it's not real.

I think I'm sick.
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Thanks for being such a super fucking friend.
Date: Dec 10th, 2005 6:13:41 am - Subscribe
Mood: Like everything in me is twisted up into a tiny speck of sickness and hatred.
Currently entertained by: Memories


Sometimes, I need you to be the one to listen to me, instead of always the other way around.
Sometimes, when I try and talk to you about something that's wrong, I'd like you to give me your attention, instead of dismissing me with a "That's what it's like when ... " or a "You think that's bad, I have to ... "
Sometimes, I just need someone to be there for me, to be open and just listen. I do it for you all the time. Even though some things might seem trivial to me doesn't mean I will dismiss you with an irrelavant comment and walk away. I do it for you, why can't you just try and do it for me too?
Sometimes, I wish that you wouldn't call yourself my best friend, because that is not the relationship we have. I can't talk to you anymore, without conversations always getting flipped back to your constant struggle with life.
Because you believe that I have 'better' things than you, 'better family', 'better house', 'better circumstances', everything I say is nothing. I'm just complaining about nothing, and who wants to pay attention to that?

Sometimes, I hate you. For not being what you brag about. For being one of those people you hate. For being ignorant and superficial with your friendships. For only wanting relationships that can make you feel good about yourself, and nothing more.
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Hiccups
Date: Dec 5th, 2005 11:30:04 pm - Subscribe
Mood: bitchy



So I've had the hiccups a total of six times today and my neck and shoulders are starting to really ache. =[


In other news, my grandmother is staying here tonight, and she won't stop patronizing me. Anybody want to get me out of here?







P.S. If you don't want me to use your hair tie, don't offer it to me and then turn around and call me a 'fucking bitch'. It always comes back to me.
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Little Girl Crushes
Date: Dec 2nd, 2005 2:29:56 am - Subscribe
Mood: stormy


So I have a crush on this guy.
Like, little girl crush.
Weak knees, butterflies in the stomach, hard to talk kind of crush.

I haven't had one of these jobbers in a really long time, if ever.



Too bad it's 'rape'.
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A little teriffied
Date: Nov 28th, 2005 12:03:18 am - Subscribe
Mood: scared


No one posts on here anymore =[




Today was a day for self reflection. I feel pretty good right now =]
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