Day 9- Why throw me the rope, when you're the one drowning?

For (whom)ever cares,
Tomorrow's my 10th day! ;) 355 to go...

- Maybe it should be, My sucky reality? ;)
Everyone says, "It'll be okay, Or it gets better." And I'd like to say, "How the hell would you know?"
Cause nothing ever changes. You can't trust anyone, sometimes you're your own worst enemy. Why do we need friends to define who we are? Why do we need people, to tell us, we're pretty, or we're smart.
Life's a bitch, but maybe If I got to know her better, She'd be better to me.

And words? Slut, whore, Ho, skank, etc. Why should words define us? A bunch of lettters that didn't even exist 50 years ago. So, why words?

Okay, I know I'm a little depressing on here, but really, the farther you think into things, the less other things matter..? I could be laying my clothes out for school right now, but that takes all the fun away from trashing my room with 7 pairs of jeans in the morning, Right?(;

Quote-

"To find happiness, you must first find yourself."

-Unknown

Song-

Three days grace- Never to late

(I love that band, ;)

-Grace