I saw Wes at Subway.
It wasn't as if I wasn't expecting to see him.
I just wasn't expecting him to say anything.

And the only reason I went was because of my cousin.

Because she has this weird thought in her head that she loves him.

So it basically went down like this:

I walk into Subway, just doing whatever and I walk over to the register and some guy is like, *nod* and I go, "Can I have a coke?" and he goes, "You just want a cup?" and so I go, "Yeah." and he gives me a cup. Wes turns and sees me and I kind of look away at first and then I look at him and he goes, "Do I know you?" and the first thing I think of is "Fuck you" because Cam tells me pretty much everything he says, especially about me being fat and a bitch, thank you Wes, darlin. But I don't let that slip out and I say, "Probably." and then I'm filling up my coke and I can't stop staring. Fucking weird. So then I go to leave and I think he says "bye" or something but as I'm walking out the door I go, "I'll tell Camille you say hi" which is a bad move on my part because it turns out she's been lying to him nonstop. About being a virgin, about where she lives, the only things that aren't fake are her pictures. Which don't really look like her anyway. So I don't even know this until I call her and tell her, "Yeah, Wes is hot." because that's basically all she wanted to know.

So all in all, the day sucked.
I saw Wes, and I found out my cousin is a fucking liar.
Who the hell isn't a liar these days?
Everyone is lying to me and it's sickening.
Especially when it's family.

It's disgusting when someone acts just like you and lies about the music they listen to, what they do, how they act.
It's like she wants to be me or something.
Drums? Guitar? Singing? Can you say fake?
Fuck that shit. She's not me.
She needs to stop trying.

And what makes the situation even more pathetic is..
Why try to be like me?
When there's so many other cool people?
It makes no sense.

I want to go to Hollywood.