Hello Kitty
i alw ays wonder why i try to pour my heart out on this stupid page just so a million strange rs that i'll never meet ca n judge me; then i realized that it's all for myself. i try so hard to accept the fa ct that no one cares about me; no one cares about what i think, or what i look like, or what i end up doing with my life. i'm not saying that people wouldn't care if i died, i'm saying that that is what it takes to be heard in this world. when someone close to you dies, or even someone you knew, why do you suddenly remember everything they said to you the day before and act like it is so important now? why wasn't it important when they were saying it? this world is shallow and stupid. you need to realize that ther e's more in life than just what you thin k. open up your fucking ears, you might just learn som ething.
rachel zoe