Yeah. whatever

I think I'm pretty much braindead. And pissed as hell. I have to go to some stupidass camp I didn't even ask to go to because of course some fucking camp with a bunch of adults telling me how to organize something in a way that doesn't work with my bizarro little mind. I'm sick of it. and I don't care what other people think of the way I organize things, it works, I just need to cease slacking more, and work my ass off more then I did last year. And we're going backpacking which I'm still nervous about, any time my ankle feels fine and I'll be like yay it does this evil twing that reminds me of it's presence.And my stupid blog is lagging. and I hate math tutoring. And I'm confused and I hate summer without being able to swim and I'm turning into that ugly person I turn into over the summer and she scares me how mad she gets over the little things. I don't wanna change, or if I do I want to be approachable to people instead of that freak. yeah. I'm down in the dumps.
---Caustic Sarcasm
I watched the western sky. the sun is sinking. The geese are flying south, it sets me thinking, I did not miss you much, I did not suffer, what did not kill me, just made me tougher. I feel the winter calm, his icy sinews, now in the firelight, the kiss got to you, another night in court the same old trial, the same old questions asked, the same denial.