Apologies

for the bad thoughts that enter my head.  Like I said.  I don't mean them.

I just was nice to you.

I passed your dinky little test.  Now, life goes on.

Why does everybody hate me?

I said, "Oh, no," when my dad came home from work when I was doing homework at 11 one week.  He didn't say anything.  I need to live my life.

I noticed it's not there, anymore.

I was a success, but I was gossiped about and attacked in private with secret messages.  Now, it's like Ellen made it so I'm not a #1.  If she brushes aside the fact she did it does not make sense.

Apology

When I said why does it matter about this interesting closeness of someone else, I meant it in an abstract definition.  I mean, everyone matters.

I hope I hurt on one's feelings.  I accept if you are upset with me, but I didn't mean it.  I want you to have fun being close alone or in public.

Alright

Do you think my life is alright?  I can never relax.  My parents.  The world, too.  "It's a vicious cycle."

Criminals

I'm tired.  I don't have that stretch of energy to keep myself occupied.  I bet my parents made it so I could not concentrate in school for something I did.  I said, "Oh, no," when my dad came home while doing homework.  The noises in the kitchen made me tired.

That's just a problem.  No one is hurting my parents.

Prayer

I got outta those nasty blogs.  I had a nice walk.