a journal, but not a private one. tumblr. (: a place to vent, but not a private place. it’s peaceful and quiet, but still, you get critizied ALOT. anyways, this is like, terrible. D: i hate things that just can get worst and worst. but whatever, it’s life. like out of nowhere, there would be a text message saying ‘jamie, iloveyou’, from about just anyone, but whatever, like it matters anymore.