Today was a fairly good day, until I got home. And talked with him. Which usually makes me happy, but some words just hurt. Alot. "All I know is that I need to stay away from you." Fine. I'll stay fucking away. It's an ocean in between, is that far enough? And even better, I blocked you. And signed out. So yes, I'm staying away. I hope you're happy now.
Now I'll bury myself in a book, or a game. Or use some of the energy I get from being angry to clean my room. I've got kiwis. Kiwis are good, they won't tell me they need to stay away from me. I miss my fishes. So damn much.
About Me
- Isbit
- I'm that girl, you know? Some old ladies come up to me in the store to tell me they adore my trench-coat, other old ladies look at me and whisper things about the Devil's child. Some would say I'm a vampire that likes garlic, some would say I'm disguisting. And the spike I've got through my left ear pokes my friends in their eye when they hug me.
I'm a messy person, a somewhat crazy person. I want to climb Mount Everest. I've shown up not entierly sober in school to talk with my principal about my failing phys. ed. grade. I'm obsessed with aquarium fishes and cute ghosts. And PacMan. Sometime in 2007 I got the idea that I wanted to go abroad for a year. To study. So I did. I ended up in a fairly small town in the middle of nowhere in Canada, and found I kinda like it here. Also, I draw. And have a serious problem with not going to sleep at night.
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