Yesterday I saw Morrissey live for the first time. Two of my friends and I went down to san diego to the valley view casino center. It was the greatest show ever and it was just so amazing he is such a great performer and wow I just really love him
He played quite a few Smiths songs & of course took off his shirt. Did I mention it was his birthday? he read aloud a poem a fan made him, which sounded so heavenly I just wanted to melt right there were I was standing. we had terrace seats, and not pit, which blew but I’m still happy I even had the chance to go.
Can’t get his angelic voice out of my head, and I don’t really want to.
when i was like five i used to drink like two cups of coffee and bread before bed
also today when I was at school some girl told me that she expected me to be English because I “don’t look like I’m from california but I do have an ‘english look’ to me” and then everyone around her agreed and I’m just there standing silently thinking about what a weird comment that was and she then she tells me not to worry ‘cause its a compliment
i just asked my dad for five dollars for school because I’m taking a CPR class and we need to pay for the fees and he didn’t want to give them to me so I got mad because they’re just FIVE fucking dollars and then he left to his house and so I had to ask my mother and she also didn’t want to give me the money and now she left to a club and I still need five dollars
somehow between all of this i was called a bitch at least ten times.
for asking for five dollars.
I can’t wait to move out. can’t stand my dad. I’m an adult in two years, but I don’t think he realizes that. Did he seriously just install some parental control system on my laptop? I can’t even watch freaking youtube videos now. this isn’t even school. I’m not five, yet he treats me like I am. I don’t get it.. He wants me to have the responsibility of an adult, act like an adult… yet he gives me the freedom I bet most ten year olds have. ok. cool.
Jeesus.
and he wonders I’m so eager to move away.
If I turn into a crazy wild child the second I turn eighteen, you’ll know why.
