bloody pillowcase

i woke up and got in the shower. the walls were moving. i couldnt really stand up well. then i got in the car and i felt even sicker. i dont know what was wrong. last night i got the most sleep ive had in a while and for some reason i felt more tired than ever. i got to the AP test and was thinkin about not taking it. everytime i looked down i felt sick so i didnt see how i could take it. whatever, test started. for the full 4 hours it was a fight to concentrate. my thoughts were far from the dumb passages that were in front of me. i could not focus to save my life. rest of the day was as lame as ever.

i get home afterschool. go to my room. brother comes in. says something. i say something, next thing i know, bloody pillowcase.


i was supposed to go somewhere with him today, im guessing it wont happen. i had a bad day and he only was making it worse.


i dont get why i have such rotten luck. it seems when one thing goes wrong, everything else does too. i thought things would be different. im hoping they still can be.

i hate the feeling like you dont have anyone, like atleast 1 person. its coming back again.


cupcakes dont get old, so i guess i did


now its time to put the pillowcase to wash and sleep.