Can't sleep, there's a go to song for that.

I can't sleep. I caught a mean ole case of the flu, swollen ankles and fingers. Hahaha life you always surprise me. I shouldn't be so shocked. I fell on my ass a couple of times. Trying to be a badass mofo in four inch stilettos but ended up looking like a basic mess. So there's one answer to my petty questions and I'm sick from all the exposure to people who are sick and walking around in a dress in the fucking cold.I fell asleep with my sister's rings on and didn't even think of taking it off. When I woke up my finger swelled up four sizes bigger. My hand went from effortlessly chic to sausage fingered freak. I tried everything from boiled water, hair serum, olive oil and tinfoil till my family seized and decised the issue. Once I heard the word ER. My eyes were teary eyed and the inner damsel in distress in me was seeping through. Luckily, thanks to a pair of handy pliers. The hunk of metal was off. So now I'm here blogging about it. Here's the link to the song I have been falling asleep to. I'm not I'm just daydreaming about boys or well a boy in particular.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxKtVmoyJZQ&feature=youtube_gdata_player

The blunders, woah's and troublesome' s of an overdramatic way too sensitive, antisocial sixteen yr old.

Woah. Pretty long title. That must mean only one thing it's late night and I'm vulnerable. Saturday was my cousin's fifteen. I tried my best to muster the courage to keep myself out of trouble but it always seems to linger into my life. After a week of searching,preparing, and wishful making-up. I was still so, unprepared for the day that was laid right ahead of me. I found the right dress after countless trips to department stores,being three sizes too small and all the crying that took place in such said department stores. Gaahhhdd I even got my makeup done by a pro. It was so cool. Like Karla, she hates me and that's not fair. I'm allowed to hate you I'm an angsty teen with a set of mood swings and chronic bitchface. I can't help it of scenarios in my head make my face frown vut she she can't she's an adult. With a job, responsibilities, and whatever adults have to do. So, why are the roles revered. I've had enough trouble and all I wanna do is file the cracks I've made to make my life a little smoother. So would it kill you if you could be civilized. Throughout the day little one-liner questions would reappear in my mind. Almost, as if it were on command. They were all bitter short and nothing more than little jelousy reminders. That I wasn't included into any of the activities that came with being in a fifteen. I didn't get to bond and get closer. I knew if I weren't in the court, that all of us would drift apart but see the thing about drifting is that it's not drifting if nothing was there to slowly tear apart. I mean all my relationships with them are built around my pathetic attempts at creating a strong, close, group of people. Something was in the air and it wasn't the confetti. Unless, it was doused in moody personalities than yes, that was in the air. I should really get over these people. Which is way better thought off on paper than in real life. Maybe if I weren't such a loser, I wouldnt care at all. Maybe if I had a life of my own I wouldn't depend on family parties for social outings.
It's hard and I can't get over it but why does everyone hate me? I get it I'm bitter and mean but I'm also really nice and there still hasn't been an inbetween established between both those things. I'm either really nice and have a care overload or don't care at all

  With all the cumbia's, rancheras,and the random ass cuts of Criss cross songs in between takes. It's safe to say the dj sucked ass. So hey, here's the link to the song that sure as hell would have livened up night if it was on blast. (:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=feA64wXhbjo&feature=youtube_gdata_player

It's official I've been out of school for so long that I can't even hold a conversation down without being utterly boring. A seven year old has more wits and beauty than I do. * groans* have I fallen so hard? That this seven year old is essentially cooler than me and knows more math than me. I'm so boring I  make myself bored UGHH. I'M Living ny days in reverse instead of forward I stay up all night and sleep all day. My eyes,sanity, and weight has taken a huge hit. I want to crawl and dig a deep hole so far down that no one can find me too bad I'm already living it

( that's me all right I look like complete crap this is what staying up all night and not going to school does to you, and there's the way adorable seven year old)

Misadventures in losing weight

>I started running hahahaha nooo if running were a loose term for panting, and almost tripping on everything. Then, yes I totally ran, I ran so much!!!!! Ugh
It's my second day, of just strolling around the neighborhood like, some tourist. I saw this one chick running she was actually pumped and up. She had the whole neon ensemble,blasting music and zoomed off at every corner. I looked like a sad sack of black fabric. I am so out of touch with humanity. This one older woman yelled "  GOOD MORNING"! To me well being me,I thought she was speaking in a foreign toungue. So I ignored it, I'm such a doucheface. It's only common courtesy and here some dumbass sixteen yr old ignoring it. What a bitch!

-Latez

Btw I got my cousins invite to her party. After, someone " forgot" to give it to us. Accident, no doubt if that. Ahh family drama
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iAE-_zCKyr0&feature=youtube_gdata_player

The dirty Heads!

not the first day of the semester

So, as everyone one was groaning and slouching the hallways away this Monday morning. As f-bombs were flying and mouths were drooling I was off far far away in the land of.. oh who am I kidding I was dead ass asleep in my bed, yo YEAH NEW YEAR SAME POSITION!!
its been four months F O U R mon. since I left school in Oct. to catch up on failed classes. I'm still not in enrolled in school fyi. I'm pretty sure my writing looks like chicken scratch at this point and any logic that remains in my brain is slowly but surely churning out mush. Ive been on late night tumblr binges,its gotten so bad I've exceeded my post limit. I'm here watching reruns of clever shows wishing for new developments and some witty writer to plot out the rest of my life

Day 2

Overly Saturated Photos are my fav.

Here's day 2. of just roaming the streets of noho and hanging out at the local elementary like total bums,anywhoo heres some of the photos we took.

Yes, we traded clothes from the day before.

lovechild

In, typical Amy fashion what would a photo op. be without her and a tree

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For pure aesthetics I couldn't smell a damn thing.

duh! i'd rather make stupid duckfaces then, actually taking a decent photo

generic emo forum pose #3

One of my "not resolutions" was to write,blog, and keep journels. So far, I haven't written/typed a damn thing. I have lots to post up tmrw.well actually today is Sunday so

Till later I 'll leave you with a GIF of jigsaw falling. It never fails to keep me laughing.