nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy.

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 05:07:29 GMT

HOLY HELL THE PICTURE POSTED ITSELF THREE TIMES. SORRY GUYS. I NEED SOME SLEEP.

goodnight.

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 05:05:52 GMT

too much to handle. don't know how this will work out, but it will. twitter.com/fueledbygoya gabe would be proud

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 04:55:31 GMT

i did it first!

stupid bitch.

so pissed right now, but i'll handle it.

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 04:01:20 GMT

oh, gabriel.

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 02:06:37 GMT

These are all pictures I've saved on my iPod. I'm trying to get rid of them.

Gabe in a snuggie.

The solar system.

Johnny depp with a dog.

Hoppus making funny faces.

T barker giving us the bird.

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Tue, 22 Dec 2009 02:03:17 GMT

I don't know why these are here. But they are.

Cool tattoo idea I saved on my iPod.

gabe dancing still from my iPod.

Like I said, I have no idea.

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Tue, 22 Dec 2009 01:59:17 GMT

MOM, WILL YOU STOP ON HATING ME FOR A SECOND AND LET ME GET A CARTALIDGE PIERCING?? K thanks.

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Tue, 22 Dec 2009 01:57:17 GMT

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Mon, 21 Dec 2009 22:40:27 GMT

Original

Photoshop.com/Photoshop app version

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Mon, 21 Dec 2009 22:07:52 GMT

Yes PLEASE, santa.

I am a hoodie-obsessed desperate fool.

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Mon, 21 Dec 2009 21:51:15 GMT

I live this too!

(on a side note: GK, you need to get some hotter models)

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Mon, 21 Dec 2009 21:47:42 GMT

I have told myself to stop browsing online, right? Right?

No?

Well, I should.

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FLORES

Mon, 21 Dec 2009 05:45:41 GMT

In 2010, I want to start going by Laura Belmonte.

It definitely doesn't flow as nice as Laura Flores, but a) Flores is so common and b)I don't get along with my dad. The least thing I can do for myself is get rid of his name. Mom said I can legally REchange it once I'm 18. It's already been decided.

We'll see how it goes. But all I know is that when I'm at school, writing Flores all the time has stressed me out. Any reminder if him makes me uncomfortable.

It's the least I can do for myself.

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Mon, 21 Dec 2009 01:29:29 GMT

Props to the Photoshop app again. It has a white border but, duh, you can't see it.

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Mon, 21 Dec 2009 01:15:48 GMT

he hates me. I DONT CARE.

Hahahahahahaha. Fuck him.

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Mon, 21 Dec 2009 01:08:33 GMT

On a happier note...

I hate Michael cera.

I love ratatouille.

Brittany Murphy, you will be missed.

And I was watching cribs earlier, and these rapper dudes were like, "you will always find kool-aid in a balck person's fridge" or something along those lines. My munchkin was over at her friend's house (she is black!) and they were drinking kool-aid. Munchkin is currently high off kool-aid and those rapper dudes have proved their point.

That made me laugh. I'm not a racist. And my dad's still a major asshole.

NIGHT Y'ALL!

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WHAT THE FUCK.

Mon, 21 Dec 2009 01:00:02 GMT

In the midst of me almost falling (but still having a great time) in te snow, and my recent feelings of just being down, my asshole for a dad is looking up "school fights" on YouTube. Can I just day: WHAT THE FUCK. and he's laughing. This just adds to his REPULSIVENESS. repulsive.

I am disgusted. Disgusted beyond fuming belief. What mental patient does this, in front of his kids, AND finds it funny??

Fucking immature asshole.

I'm so tired of this. I'm so tired of being angry and crying myself to sleep, and most of all hiding it and pushing it away and putting on a smiling face everyday. (let's be honest, I don't try THAT hard to be happy. I have awesome friends.) I want to throw a fit or break something or scream or SOMETHING. call the cops, call someone, tell someone. Why do I pit up with this. This piece of shit. Words cannot describe. Words can, be he's not worthy of even the worst of words.

I've stopped putting so much energy into him. I haven't talked to him in three weeks. And I plan on keeping it that way. He still bugs me. Still gets under my skin. I don't know how much longer I can pit up with it, but I'm famous for my patience.

WHY THE FUCK AM I STILL WRITING, NO ONE IS READING.

My life sucks sometimes. End of story, have a good night.

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Eh.

Mon, 21 Dec 2009 00:46:55 GMT

Maybe it's lack of presents, too much snow, or this while year that has brought me down, but I am just not in my usual Christmas spirit. Don't get me wrong, I love the warmth of Christmas, the eggnog, the present wrapping, the snow and lack of school.

I'm just not totally feeling it like years past. I would freak out last year and the years before that. Whether I had 20 presents a months before Christmas of three the week before, I was so anxious and ready.

I'm just not feeling it. It feels like any other day of the week. There's four days until Christmas and I'm treating it like any other boring week. I don't know what's up.

I would have a countdown ready or something. But not even my chocolate-a-day advent calendar is cutting it for me this year.

2009 sucks.

I'm glad it's almost over.

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Sun, 20 Dec 2009 22:25:02 GMT

don't know why it's blurry...but i LOVE my desktop. thanks, photoshop.com (and gabe saporta)!

lunch.

Sun, 20 Dec 2009 22:22:45 GMT

I don't know what happened.

Sun, 20 Dec 2009 13:31:41 GMT

My little sister is running around screeaming "FIVE MORE DAYS! FIVE MORE DAYS!"

I remember when I was like that. When my mom was busy or not at home, I would take a present and peel the tape back enough to see what the present was. I was so anxious.

Now it's not like that. Christmas is definitely not about the presents anymore. It's about getting a chance to miss school. Then as I get older, it'll be about family and giving stuff to my kids. When I get older, I want Christmas to be viewed as an ultimate treat that we celebrate to its fullest.

Because, in all honesty, I'm just not feeling it this year.

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i need a job.

Sat, 19 Dec 2009 16:45:07 GMT

so, if i have the right prescription for my glasses and a pretty good memory, then this is exactly what my little sister had open to on the computer earlier. my cobra clean shirt. she knows i want it, and she's not the type to be afraid to tell my mom that i need it. and i'm not dumb either. i hope this is it, and if it is, i would love it greatly. but i would eel very guilty and bad because i'm not exactly giving anything back. i need a job! i would give my friends and family EVERYTHING if i had the money to. i already decided i'm giving my mom my first paycheck from when i get a job. i think she would like that. but anyway, i feel bad that i haven't gotten my friends or family anything yet and i probably won't be able to either since i have no effin' money! tough, tough choices. i'm going to try my best.

Fri, 18 Dec 2009 03:33:44 GMT

you all know the drill by now i fall in love easily.

Fri, 18 Dec 2009 03:30:19 GMT

i am fascinated by this picture. i don't now if it's my photogenic fingers or the 10 megapixels on my om's new camera that make them look cooler than they are. i like it.

Fri, 18 Dec 2009 03:21:51 GMT

i my have found my new favorite thing. i am excited for january. (yes, i get excited about new frames for my glasses, don't judge me!)