The smell of death

yesterday morning, as i went to feed the rest of the guinea pigs, i noticed that the other one is .. acting all weird.. kinda expected it to die when i got home but it was still a shock to me... its sad....

.... my weekend was horrible... didnt like it ... felt.. kinda sad.. ofter i heard those.. thingies... its bothering me for the past couple or few days now, and its not just that thats bothering me now, it was other stuff too,... more sh-stuff was............. ... wateevr .. dont feel like saying it or watevr......... i............... i just want to forget about all this... .........kinda did a little but........ ughhh................... ........... 

... bro is anoyying me so freaking much... i just wanna.... like..... ...........hmmm................... even though i want to do those things that im thinking right now, i wont do it so i cant really say it............ i guess the better and nicer way .. is making him cry...... but then i still feel bad at the end when he was the one in the wrong..... but wutever...... im mostly the one who always have to apoligize or clean up or watever even though others were in the wrong and not me... .....wutever........... wutever is all i have to say... just gotta live with it..........

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funny how i have so much of thought im thinking right now and i only say/introduce/wutever this little..
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so... my mom left the dead siblings in a box.. it started to stink up my room.... it smelled soooooo bad..... mom had to put it in a few plastic bags and had to spray some wutever its called that makes things smell nice sooo much for the past few days...........
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i like being different. you stand out more, and your not .. plain... original...the same... i consider being weird as being different , and i take that as a compliment. ... i lke to be someone that youll have to remember... ... i dont want to be forgotten... you know.... .... i dont know............. nevermind...........
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