Oh crap, I'm hating life again. =/ It sucks. I wish I didn't. My grandpa is dieing, and I'm too focused on how much I hate life to even notice. He asked me to paint him a snow scene, and I didn't. I can't, it wont come out good enough. Then schools tomorrow. I don't want to go. I really dont....So I'm going to skip. Again. Again, again, again. My teachers hate me because I'm never there. If I could explain to them just how much school hurts me, then maybe I wouldnt look like such a HUGE weirdo.
I ate dinner by myself, in my room tonight. It brang back bad memories, memories of which I can't handle to think of right now.
I wish I didn't carve that heart on my hand. I always have to cover it up. I like it though. I think its pretty. It's the prettiest thing on me right now.