memory lane

what happened? you know whats wrong with meeee? i'm always backup / fall back. i don't even like you, i swearz on my life but i hate our relationship. we can't have a normal conversation without me thinking, "ugh, what do i say to this". i carry ALL our conversations, but thats fine with me because i talk a lot but it comes to a point where i'm just hearing myself talk. occasionally OH ZANGGS don't cut it for me anymore. however, your unusual memory is appreciated.

good god, you know what i realized? i'm the girl you run to when you just ended a relationship. think about it, i only become your friend when you're having girl problems honestly! i can think of seven boys off the top of my head without thinking too hard. SEVEN. for realz. i wish i was exaggerating. the worst part is after you're over her you're over me too. if any of you seven read my blog, don't even front i know you too well. i talked you through your most vulnerable times, trust me.

this is probably why i don't wanna get in a relationship, ever. i have to hear everyone else' problems [especially how rough break ups are] that after thinking about it hard enough i don't wanna be put through the same bullshit. trust issues? nigga i have those already no need to traumatize me.

i miss you all spoiling me, seriously. hahaha. i'm a fucking jerk.

on a lighter note




august 28,2008 ---> april 25,2009
i changed a lot a lot, or at least my hair did.
i died my hair yesterday, a redish color, it didn't change
i think it looks blacker than ever.
black like the niggers i like.

dear world,
stay young
love, kristina