I had such a good day seeing my friends and talking to my favorite teachers and catching up. I shouldn't let one thing fuck it up.
I'll never publicly reveal what I'm talking about. I shouldn't say never, now just is not the time nor place. If you know what I'm talking about, thank you. Eventually I will feel pretty comfortable enough to just say it out loud. Right now I just have no tolerance for idiots and bigots, no one really does. It's just a reminder of what I have to get used to.
I'm sure I'll face much harsher things in the future. For now, this is simple.
By the way,
you suck.
i love you cristina montes :]
ReplyDeleteHey about your moleske notebook,
ReplyDeletei might have an inkling of what your wanting to do,
burning it is def one way to go.
but might I suggest an alternative;
I'm hoping to see a bunch of the poems i've written published. Ca$h MoNeY, dawg. They remind me of a legion of shit, and I've had it. That's how I'm letting go. Burning something is too permanent, my indirect acquaintance and there'll be some room for regret if its done. Could give it to your grandma to hide. Just a thought, none of my business.
and I'm sorry of what might have happened that upset you, Chris.
Crazy white girls will be the end of the world.