The wringer

It’s been a long, a long time coming, but I know…a change gon come..

It’s been too hard livin, but I’m afraid to die..

Hey . So in the past like, month or so, I’ve been having a few problems. I’m working through them. I’ve had to listen to my mom rant on how she doesn’t accept gays, and as well as that, I’ve been struggling overcoming feelings for a guy I like and it’s hard because as soon as I try to get over him, he gets even closer to me. It’s a never-ending cycle and I’m losing my mind and my grip on reality. Now an days I can’t tell of he’s flirting or being nice. I’m so confused. Just remember, fuck boys will be fuck boys. And we don’t fuck with them. I’m feeling very…happy today. So, yeah. Much love. Peace out. Keep vibin ✌✌💕 👫❤👬❤👭 💕

Growing Up.

I feel like everything is goin wrong. But at the same time, I feel like it’s bc I’m not handling my situations as an adult. Or, a mature person. I’m acting like a child. So I think it’s time I did some growing up. This should be a wild journey.

I’m baaaaaacckkk 😈😈😎

Guess who’s back. Back again. Chloe’s back. Tell a friend. 😄😄😄 WHAT’S UP. It’s been like, 6 months dudes. Lol. No one reads this anyways?  Oh weeeelll. I feel like life is getting more interesting so I figured it’d be best to start this up again. So, I’m going to update almost daily. Okay? Okay. 😘😘 Here’s a pick of me on thanksgiving break 😍😘

Italo Calvino said: The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts. Describe the ghosts that live in this house: Image credit: “love Don’t live here anymore…” – © 2009 Robb North – made available under Attribution 2.0 Generic

 

I imagine the ghosts of children in this house. I don’t know why. It’s just such a small house I picture small people. Like kids. 

OMG, I can’t even.

OMG. Michael Gonzales just followed me on twitter!!! He’s a HILARIOUS youtuber! Like OMG. My life just got 10 times better. : Tysm Mikey 🙂

Sneak peek of a chapter in my book

He snarled at the smaller wolf then switched back into his human form. “You will not lay a FINGER on Fate. Ever.” He growled out. The other wolves turned into their human forms also and bent their heads down showing their necks. Okay then.

“Alpha, Why do you have a uh, human…girlfriend?” The man who was the sandy wolf asked with seeming disgust. I glared at him openly. Harry growled and I saw him start to shake. He grew a few feet to where he was towering over the man and let out a deep growl.

“Fate is my mate. And if you DARE say one more word against her you WILL be applied sanctions.” He snarled.

“You wouldn’t! I’m of the council! I am immune!” The man shouted in surprise.

“I am the ONLY one who is immune. Because I am the ALPHA. You will never be immune. And with your actions now, you couldn’t blame me if I REPLACED your spot on the council.” Harry said with a deadly balance in his voice.

The man was at a loss. He stuttered with his words for a moment before turning and walking away. The men in the lounge followed after him. Except for one. He was…old. Very old.

“We’ve received word that you..eliminated, your father.” The man said quietly.

“That’s correct. He was burned by the Beta and myself.” Harry replied.

“As was expected…I’m proud of you. You’ve pleased this old gent more than you could know.” The old man said quietly. Harry’s eyes shined with pride.

“Thank you sir.” Harry smiled. The man chuckled lightly.

“Harry, you’ve been my boy since you were in diapers. We’ve passed the borders of formality.” He smiled. Harry swept him into his arms for a tight hug.

“I’m so glad to have a grandpa like you. You always believe in me.” He said giving him one last squeeze.

“I’m glad to have a grandson like you. I’m sure your aware why.” The man said winking. He walked away leaving me to chuckle.

“Well then, props to you, alpha.” I said smiling. He chuckled and took my hand leading me into the lounge.

“Let’s watch Pineapple Express. I need a good laugh.” Harry suggested. I nodded and we were off to it.

Can I get a DO WHA??

Do whaaaaaaaaaaaa????? Okay so I found out today, I AM getting promoted!!!!! I went to my promotion ceremony and cried so much!!! I’m sad to be leaving my homies and choir buddies. Imma miss them SO much. 

Did I fail you too mom? Cause I sure failed eighth grade.

You know usually, I’m very inspirational. And I feel very inspired. And happy. But now, I don’t. I don’t because I now know what it feels like to TRULY feel like you have failed, and to ACTUALLY fail. Yeah that’s right. I, and AP student, failed eighth grade. A simple grade. All because I didn’t have ONE effing piece in my writing portfolio. My teacher hasn’t said it exactly yet but I know she will. I thought I had the right work but now I don’t think I do. And now…all that’s left is to get the letter saying I won’t be getting promoted. And I mean..I’ve thought about it all weekend. And I haven’t accepted it at all. I still get the burning sensation in my eyes every time I talk about it. I want to cry. I cried all of Friday. Then Saturday I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I’ve been trying to keep my kind off of it by playing games, reading, watching TV. My mom snapped at me today. About me failing. It hurt. Really deep. I understand that she’s disappointed. I understand that I failed her. I understand I am a failure. I UNDERSTAND that I’m not good enough for the standards of passing. But you know what, I need her support in this. I need her in my corner supporting me. Telling me, “I’m disappointed. But I’ll be by your side. Helping you through this.” Cause you see, ever since the thought of me failing popped up. I’ve felt like a failure. That I let everybody down. I’m the family failure. The first to fail a grade. I suck. I just wanna lay around and cry. And I’m so sorry mama. Cause I should’ve been more responsible. I mean I’m SO sorry…but I don’t think I’m getting promoted. I should’ve done better. Made you proud. I know you won’t see this but oh well. Thanks for reading my rant. Byeeeee

Today. Was. Tragic.

As I’m writing this, it’s storming and I feel SICK. Today at school, it was pretty tragic. A few of my friends had anxiety attacks. Crazy right? Well, I just hope they’re okay. So I have problems. There’s 7 days of school left, and running low on friends. My “best friend” doesn’t talk to me. Like seriously? She’s so ugh!!! But whatever. I will go to high school in a few months and make NEW, BETTER friends. Okay well, I’m all done here so BYEEEEEE 🙂

Nobody sees..no…

Nobody sees..nobody knows..we are a secret. Can’t be exposed.

Basically, I love this quote. This quote means a lot to me because I have a tendency to keep secrets and keep things bottled up. And I’m hoping this blog will change that. I’m ready to open up and let my secrets be uncovered.