Status;
Reese's help keep back the tears.
Friends;
I'll put them up later.
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- - - - - - - - - - - - -February 22nd, 2010 - - - - - - - -
Oh my gosh. Reese's are great. The chocolate peanut buttery taste. The way it melts in your mouth, they way it sticks to the roof of your mouth. The way it feels when it pulls back the tears. It's good. But not good enough, cause once its gone, the tears roll down my cheek. Anyway, back to Earth. I hate my life. Yeah, it ain't to great. Vacation. Don't feel like writing a lot. Yeah, bye.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -February 16th, 2010 - - - - - - - - -
Whoa, I'm back. I honestly, didn't think it'd be that quick. My life is moving slow, not going the way I want. I'm moving...again. Oh, joy. D=
And, not to mention, I hate my life. Witty is really the only place I can put all of my feelings without my family members seeing it. So, here is to you Witty, here is to you.
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About me;
Life pretty much sucks. I hate it. It hates me. You live once, make it a good life; sorry, I can't, not when it sucks like this. Anyway, I'm Sarah. Thirteen, more mature then you think. Although, my immature side comes out when I'm around certain people. I love my friends. My family;not so much. My mom, dad, and sister. That's it. Oh, and my dog. xD I really want to start horseback riding. I had a lesson. Then stopped. I moved. I live in a New Hampshire. Live on a lake. It's okay, I like my house. Wish I had my own room. I'm moving. Same town and stuff, but yeah, a different house. I live(d) with my grandmother, moving out. I just lost my grandfather, my love. January 17th.♥ I wish my life wasn't so complicated and I wish I could stop typing. I can't. I need to get all of this out somewhere. People think I'm different. Know me in real life? Wish you didn't. I know, but people that I do know, will be like, how come you don't act like this in school or where I see you? Oh, maybe because I don't want to act like a total depressed douche around you. Hmm, maybe. I can be annoying. And rude, as I've been told. I used to be in a good mood most of the time. But not really anymore. Don't be surprised if I'm not anymore. I have a laptop that I'm on three-fourths of the time I'm awake. I'm awake 23 hours of the day. Witty was an obsession, I quit, I'm back. Witty will become an obsession. I like to get comments, I like spamming annoying people. I like a lot of things to be honest with you. I dislike more, though. I'm a huge grammar freak, although I make mistakes myself. Please correct me. I hate when people don't. I feel ... unsmart. That's not a word. Not smart. There we go. I'm obsessed with keyboard shortcuts. I couldn't live without them. I hate being popular, never have been. Don't want to be. I really need to stop now. I'm not going to be all, if you read all this, I'll make you awesome fan art. No, you get fan art for being a good person. But, if you did read all of that just put '1172010' in your comment. Try not to make it noticable with a jillion exclamation marks. Just throw it in randomly. Hope all is well. Love & Peace. For those who need it, not who have it.
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