i love how all of my entries are about different people.
i'm planning on posting a gossip girl-style one soon,
but i'm far too tired to think about it now.

he'd probably shit himself if he knew i still wanted him.

from the moment the lights went off ( Read more... )

To curl fetal there, and briefly marvel, as a final wave crashes over her,
at the perfect and now perfectly revealed extent of her present loneliness.

i'm tired of being at the bottom of everyone's lists.
it's my birthday tomorrow and i don't even care.
i simply and desperately want to matter to someone.

even though it is three o'clock in the morning so it technically isn't thanksgiving anymore, i still think it's only right for another update filled with reflection and teenage pseudo-wisdom. so much has changed in the past year. on thanksgiving day in 2006, my grandmother was still healthy, my grandfather was so angry with everyone that he ( Read more... )

We were over ages ago.
I was over you ages ago.
The last time I talked to you was ages ago.
I don't even like you as a person anymore.
But in my darkest moments,
One thought always comes up:
I miss you.

"i'm sure there'll be a xanga entry about it ( Read more... )

sjocz: hahaha ( Read more... )

if i said i was heartsick,
would that make sense?

i had the most amazing night of my life last night in the hamptons with kristin and valerie and now that i am back home i just want to run and scream or kick something or i don't even know but it's amazing how much one night can affect your complacency with the things around you.