Nobody uses this anymore. It is now an online diary again.

I originally started this to rant to myself, then everyone else read it, and I sadly conformed my blogs to what would please them.

But I'm done with that now.

I'm also apparently done with grammar. I'm sorry if this offends you (actually, I'm not. HAHA!).


I feel like I have failed. I feel like I'm not the person I thought I could be. I'm lazy, arrogant, and undeserving of all I have. I know my family will be disappointed when they find out who I really am. I was hoping it would never happen. We don't talk much, I thought I could avoid the truth.

I miss Carly, and Becca, and Alex. I miss how simple life was. I know it's not exceptionally hard now, but I hate this phase. It's not hard enough that I feel challenged to rise to the occasion, but it's not easy enough to just coast by.






Maybe I miss being loved. Appreciated. Wanted.