Writers’ Block

I’m running out of things to write. I’d like to write poetry and put it out but I don’t like the way this site spaces things.

I’ve been keeping myself busy, going places with people and actually having fun. There was a slight period of time where I was alone in the mall and contemplated disappearing, but it was short lived because I called a friend and she came to be with me until my mother came home. I didn’t inform her why I really called her, I told her I was nervous being alone in the mall.

I hate the news on the television. The anchors are emotionless robots and I hate them. They tell a story about a bunch of orphans dying in a fire, and then go on to some pointless fucking crap about Brittany Speares or something. It’s is fucking ridiculous and I can not stand this fake, superficial society and it is making me sick.

I really don’t know where this is coming from, I’ve been angry at the world recently I guess. Typical teenage behavior…

~ by lingeringmemory on March 21, 2008.