my parents are arguing now.
its hard to concentrate.

dont make mistakes. the past will come back to haunt you.

we will never look like the unreal people who smile to us from posters and advertisement.
not even when we buy all the crap.
we are ugly. and hell, there are many of us.
so lets rape that beauty-ideal.
the world dont belong to the beautiful people.

.d

edit:
she just vented her anger on me.
now im not going for the bowling dinner.
cuz i didnt dry my hair.

im missing lots of bowling things.
SMILE AND BE HAPPY
i keep telling myself that.



i feel as if i cant say what i feel.