these teenage lips [entries|friends|calendar] VictoriA journal update profile friends memories tags userpics tillyness VictoriA Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. [ userinfo | livejournal userinfo ] [ calendar | livejournal calendar ]

[February 5th, 2008] I'm in love I'm moving in I'm gonna get married someday I'm crazy I'm typing too fast

[October 14th, 2007] i  have writer's block. im dropping english. i cant deal with it right now. so im just gonna do good in the classes that i'm taking, word? word. anyways, we're going ghost hunting tomorrow. i need to write a story to be turned into a short film for john but it cant be too deep & nothing with effects or anything. so i dunno. i'm stuck. Limbo of writing, here i am. Shit i have to do a bunch of shit: -Pay Ticket (getting points)  -Get the EZ pass bill & pay my portion so mommy don't see -Pay phone bill -Buy The Academy Is... tickets for me & James -Drop English -Add a class? so i'm on my parents insurance. SAVE MY FUCKING MONEY....ahh wtf

[September 30th, 2007] he dumped me for it.

[September 19th, 2007]  my mom thinks i'm on drugs. she wants to get me tested. im gonna laugh when it comes back negative.  she says i need to change my attitude. sorry if im moody and happy the same day. i told her to find another teenage girl who isnt like me. she gets me so angry. i'm not a bad person, i dont do bad things. she's gotta get off my back. help. please

[September 13th, 2007]  oct 16...spektor?

[September 9th, 2007]  haha i just realized that i'm dealing with alot, but i'm happy. so happy :]

[September 9th, 2007] so my dad wants to clean out my room and give it to Jagoda, then the baby gets her room. i told him not to touch any of my stuff. I still need to go back and get clothes and my computer. dad still doesnt understand that it's easier for me like this. to not have to please someone all the time. living a town over feels like 50 states over. I don't even see him or mamus' in town or anything. I miss the baby. I miss Jagoda. I miss my bed, the matress was so comfortable compared to the stiff one i sleep on now. I miss watching movies with Jagoda & how we would share the same chair. I miss the comfortable mess of my room. how everything was scattered all around but somehow i knew where everything was. all my art shit is still there too. my fall clothes are there. but i need my fucking laptop. shit, my cds. i am stubborn. almost as stubborn as my dad, that's probably why i haven't seen him in like 3 months. i'm probably going about this all wrong.

umm, am i crazy? [September 8th, 2007] i need to talk to someone about something, but everyone is a jerk. and noone gets it, or wants to. haha i feel so crazy sometimes. but it's normal, but not normal.  oh well. maybe it's a phase.  i'm bored. 11:00pm feels like 5:00pm when you have a sleeping disorder. i think i'm gonna henna something on my leg.  or paint a mural of venice in my room, something neat. 123456789123456789123456789

[September 8th, 2007] so impersonating people at william patterson was sweet. it was worth it ;]. my back hurts now though. i still have no money for books. fuck me. "i want you to hit me as hard as you can"

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