I don't know if anyone thinks this xanga is just for my ED or whatever you want to call it. But really it's not. I keep trying to make it more of a site like that but this has turned into my diary online. Posts will vary. Hahaha. I want alot of things. No body knows what I want except for me. You could take a guess if you knew me really good but I keep everything to myself. I want J.Evans. I want him to be here and real all the time, and in a good mood, happy with me all the time. I'd take his company. The extras are a bonus. I want to tell him how I feel and have it not sound freaky. The fact that all I want to do anymore is talk to him. Thats it. It makes me sound obsessed. I might be. I don't think I am but it sounds that way doesn't it? I think about him every second of the day prettymuch. I skip sleep. I get on my phone at parties or at friends houses despite that I'm acctualy doing somthing with my friends. I'm incredibly happy and I feel like conquering the world when I talk to him. I get too upset when he leaves but I mean I understand he has a life and so do I really. Waiting for him to get online, or until he can talk to me again is tortuous. The minuets are just too slow when he's not here. They wait for him to get back before they start to speed up again. Idk it's just how I feel. I want to focus on what I need to do and not be a failure. I don't want to worry or procrastinate or get sidetracked. I want to want to fullfill expectations. I don't meet anyones expectations including myself. I want to not worry about what goes into my mouth. I want to be pretty and thin. If I was and I had natrually good eatinghabbits and I was active without planning it really then I wouldn't have to worry about what I eat or not eating or blahblahbalh. Everything really really is better when your not worring about stuffing your face I want things with me and Mase to be like they were. This conflicts with J.Evans but I was so happy. We were so happy, we were so wonderful. We still are a little bit but things are definately not the same.( I don't want to give up J.Evans) I want a normal mother. I know that that sounds dumb because mothers are all the same but mine is just. She is crazy. I'm being 110% serious. She freaks out over stupid things. I could clean her house so it sparkled and she would find somthing wrong with me and use that to start a war. She's told me she hates me. I don't like her either. My cousin is a therapist sort of. He tells me that I'm not just being a teenager angry at my mother, that she does have issues. He tells me I'm not as bad as she makes me seem. I can't look at my mother in the same way I did when I was seven. I want a ciggarette and a blanket and an empty house and sleep. |