what is real

June 4th- Not exactly the day to pop champagne.

I don't want to feel like this, really. It's the feeling of urge but bounded AT THE SAME TIME. Can't I just do whatever I want to do and not be judged with what I do? Can't I can't I?

I'm switching to livejournal.

How do you call this.. This feeling?

Right. this girl-you're-so-fucked-up-thanks-to-mr.douchebag?

It's called affection, smarty pants.