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Suddenly my real dad is looking like a much bigger man for being able to put up with a cunt like me. Fuck you. I don't think I'd shed a tear if you died tomorrow. |
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[Jan. 8th, 2006|01:20 pm] |
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[Oct. 12th, 2005|02:39 pm] |
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I'm leaving this post public for your viewing pleasure.
Dear Aiden,
You're the biggest fucking cunt I've ever had the misfortune of knowing. I hope that one day, while you're invading my life (like so many times before), you come across this journal. I hope you read this and it makes you feel just a fraction of the things you've made me feel. I hate nearly everything about your entire existence. You're the most childish mother fucker to ever come into my life. It's unfortunate that you've stayed this long. At most times, these last nine years have been too much to bear with you. My shitty moods? You're the cause for most of them.
No matter what I do, it's never enough for you. I can never gain your trust. Your mistrust gives you a legitimate reason to treat me the way you do. My accomplishments far outweigh those of your own three children. How can they not? I mean, I've never been charged with sexual assault. Or gotten knocked up by a complete fuck-up. Or been so far in debt to everyone that I can't seem to find a way out of it. But, you know, I'm the one who can't be trusted. With anything.
Rot in hell, asshole.
Love, Caitlin. |
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[Oct. 4th, 2005|11:32 pm] |
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[Jun. 30th, 2005|01:56 am] |
Tell me what you think of me. Do it anonymously if you feel the need to. Don't lie. Maybe everyone and their mother hates me, and I'm just oblivious. Anyway. Do it. Even though I'm scared to, I want know what people actually think. I've always wondered... Cool. ♥♥♥
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[Apr. 22nd, 2005|11:42 pm] |
ahhhh. i'm so fucking cold. it's pouring outside and it ruined our night. i felt so sick earlier. omg. ah well. we had a few good laughs.
black socks they never get dirty the longer you wear them the stronger they get sometimes i think i should wash them but something keeps telling me no no not yet not yet not yet not yet caitlin and i sang this for the whole thirty minute walk home in the rain. <3 lol. |
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[Feb. 24th, 2005|11:04 pm] |
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I LOVE YOU BRITTNEY MARY-ANN ANYON.<3 |
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[Oct. 15th, 2004|05:00 pm] |
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I don't like creepy people or parents intruding on my life.

Besides, my crab doesn't even like you. |
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