torieee

Every once in a while I get in writing moods. Unfortunately, I'm not in one.
But I want to be.
And I don't understand why. Ah.


Anyway. 
So I've been told some very interesting things lately, and I'm not sure how I'm reacting to them.
I guess it's that these things are bascially a lot of inconvenience. eh.

Aside from me wanting to be in the writing mood right now, I'll leave all of that nonsense behind at the moment.
You know what I'm sick of?
My stupid parents.
I mean, jesus christ.
One's a whore.
The other one, i'm CERTAIN, has a bipolar disorder. Otherwise, he's just some kind of an asshole.
I'm really getting tired of him randomly coming in here and yelling at me, when I've done nothing at all to him, except buy him things at the store today.
It's kind of stupid, that now that I've got a job, the only times he's REALLY nice to me, is when he wants something. That really pisses me off.
I really dislike being that dumb little stereotypical teenager who cries and whines and bitches about their parents all the time, but christ. 




"Welcome to my world, where everyone I ever need always ends up leaving me alone."
I kind of like Sick Puppies.

I remember how Hide and Seek was mine and Torii's favorite song.
It's such an amazing song, along with "Zombie", by The Cranberries.
Anyway, So.
The only reason I made one of these here LiveJournal things, is because. Well.
I write a lot, and I'm sure people on myspace get tired of me posting lots of random bulletin's, and I dislike it when my blog space gets all cluttered and such. 
So, this was my only option.
Along with Xanga, but Xanga got dumb.
Thus, this was my only option.

Anyway.
Right now isn't the right mood for writing anymore, so.
'kay.