fuck [i sound like nathan]

i dont know why so dont ask me.


i'm single.


hate having a boyfriend.


i think pothead likes me.


i would never date him.


my stomach hurts from feeling sorry for callum.

i should not have said anything.

at all.


then i hit katie in the arm [joking around]


but she was upset.


i have to be careful.


even if i dont mean to be a bitch.


i want to be an artist.


paint in free will.

i like the number 8.


i wish i could just say everything on my mind all the time.


goodnight, goodnight.