i cant even relate to anyone i used too.

ive changed.

im not really mad or anything im just done with this journal.

leave me a comment if you want a number to get in contact with me.

if not, i don't even live near taylor anymore, so i probably wont see you again.

have a nice life

Struggling and it's not fun. No job, no place to stay, no money, no hope, no light, no chance.

But maybe I can still make it. My friends picked me back up when everything got fucked up.

Now one of them won't even talk to me and I don't know why.

Oh well. Anyone looking for roomates?

I'm sorry.

I'm still alive.

I haven't done a real update in a while. Here's a real update.

New NIN CD comes out soon. Courtney's grandpa died, and she's in New York, and I miss her. It's Saint Patty's day. I've been drinking. My friends from Waterford are coming to party with me. Hawkins isn't, but I'm going to party with him through the weekend.

i believe in yesterday

i figure ill step on a nail ( Read more... )

The magical mystery tour is coming to take me away.

Debt, stress, failing classes, court, debt, stress . . .

I need a drink.

dont let them see me like this . . .

I'm drunk.