It's hit me hard.
[Deaths this year of family.]
And I can't seem to talk to anyone.
Friends, it's hard.
Family, are tired & occupied.
[good thing none of them have this URL]
Can anyone advise me?
Don't know if anyone reads this blog.
Feel alone. I want to go see them for Christmas. Need to talk.

Any advice, at all?

Look what I made.

lol!

Well, isn't it confusing being a teenager.

For example:
You want to fit it in [but equally, you want to stand out.]
Be center of attention [but only in a good way.]
You look for a special other [but you still want independant status, and in some cases, you're really not sure what sex that someone will be.
You want to seem wild and free [but be back at your house by 9 so your parents don't ground you.]

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Only a few examples, and these don't apply to all, just a few innocent ones.

Haa. Innocence. I say this thinkin of my mates with smiling faces.
Then I remind myself of the booze and the drugs they consume.
Although, to be fair, they're still smiling in these images.

Ahwell.

That's the real world outside of cyberspace.

I'm going to my little sister's nativity play tommorow.

She's a star.

Not the star, but a star in the sky that sings at least.

I'm dead proud of her.

But it's a sad world that we arn't allowed cameras to record the occasion.

You don't know who will record it . . .

I totally agree with this rule.

It's just a sad world where that a rule.

I'm in school at the mo.

They havn't blocked this site yet.

I'm bored.

D A M N T E D I O U S C O U R S E W O R K .

I don't get it.

I don't really want to.

grrr at it.


grrrr.

Want fruit?

Drink fruit.

I love smoothies. Tasty fruit in a bottle without having the shitty little bruised/rotten bits that you hate and you're not too sure how they actually got there.

B o o t i f u l .