Wihoo I wrote a new poem.
Whatever. Hm... This thing keeps on bugging me... I mean. I read some of my friends poems and, don't get me wrong, they're rather good but, they write about stuff they no NOTHING about. Absolutley NOTHING. For example, this girl, let's call her A, writes about cutting herself and blah blah blah. Her life is so miserable and whatever. But... I mean c'mon! She wouldn't hurt herself even if she got PAYED to do it. so just fuck off. and even if she WOULD cut herself she wouldn't understand any of it. she have had a happy childhood and whatever. she wouldn't understand it anyway... bah. losers.