MyNameIsAwzome

Sometimes

Saying "Hello"

Is harder than saying "Goodbye"

Because you know it could

Backfire.

But you choose to believe otherwise.

I sometimes think that aliens are like us in a lot of ways. I mean, there are the ones that don't make human contact.

Then there are those who are so lonely, they kidnap someone just to spend time with someone.

There are the aggressive ones who steal your kidneys.

There are the r*pist ones who probe you.

I think I just opened your eyes to what's out in space.

"You know what sucks about falling for a guy you know you're not right for?

You fall anyway because you think he might be different."

-Selena Gomez, Another Cinderella Story

Watched "Perks Of Being A Wallflower" last night with my sister and friend.

I was the only one who cried.

FML #2

Today, while at the dentist's getting my teeth cleaned, my dentist said "I noticed you don't have a gag reflex" then nudging me with his elbow, and looking at my boyfriend. FML

FML #1

Today, I came home from work to find my son and his friends attempting to find out how many of them could fit into one of my pairs of pants. So far, five. FML

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Should I do an FML series on here?

It's official.

Everyone hates me.

Friday was the okay day that went awful. So, at school, I had done a lot of math, which I'm failing, so I took a break to play Temple Run on one of the iPads. This b*tch who never pays attention to me sees I'm playing and yells, "WHAT THE F*CK?! SHE GETS TO PLAY TEMPLE RUN WHILE WE WORK? THAT'S NOT FAIR!" Our teacher tries to calm her down, but she says, "No, it's not f*cking fair!" I try to ignore her. Then the good guy turned *sshole speaks up and says, "I hate her so much, too!" Our teacher says, "You can't mean that." And the *sshole says, "No, I do." This, I didn't ignore. I say to him, "I f*cking hate you, too!" And I go to write a note down on the iPad, and I try not to let it get to me. But it does, and I start crying. I turn off the iPad and wipe my eyes, hoping that when I get up I can take a deep breath and walk away with dignity. But when I get up, I know that they're looking at me and staring and I just start crying unconrtollably. The only person who helps me? My teacher. I go outside and sit down in the hall and just cry. He tries calming me down, but eventually it leads to me going upstairs to talk with the counselor. And everything comes out, how I know I'm hated by everyone and how I'm a b*tch to everyone and how I don't think before I speak and how I was about ready to crack some skulls when the b*tch who saw me playing the game started talking trash about my girlfriend. And now the counselor knows I'm secretly dating and I'm worried that she's going to tell my parent and that I'll never be able to date until I move out. Jeez, my life freaking sucks.

Somewhere between darkness and wonder

Is every dream.

Somewhere between breaking and broken

There's a song to sing.

Somewhere between nothing and something

Is everything.

I think I was born with my eyes facing the wrong way.

Becuase they're always looking into my head rather than looking out.