I'M LOSING THE UNDERSCORES.

guilttripkiss

find me there, loves!!

MY OUTER LAYER OF SKIN IS DIMINISHING.

Without the phone, swimming, or even internet I have had wayyyy too much time to think about way too many things. Rescue my thoughts!

Lovers listen to REGINA SPEKTOR.

my mind simply refuses to believe that we're moving.

my entire house is in boxes and i still am not comprehending what is happening to me.

FUCK DRAMA. no one wants to hear it.

OH PS this summer is already better than last year's.

heh.

leave comments if you see this.

i need to stop getting my hopes up for things that will never happy. lower the bar of expectation to receive no disappointment.

YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER FUCKFACE.

sorry.

wow. my new house is so the shit. i want to go there today and help my mom get it nice and clean. i still can't believe we're moving; it's slowly starting to sink in though. eh. meh...

EH. SCARY. I NEED SOMEONE.

I'M SICK OF THIS JOURNAL.

there's nothing good to write. i don't even...yeah. school's out. tomorrow. yay. uhh...

yeah that's about it. have a nice life.

pretend that last entry never happened. MATT AND I ARE OVER. i'm moving in a month. too much is happening at once.

help meeee. my house is slowly being dismantled and i'm so incredibly torn.

ahhhomfgziloveyouguys.

alison: so i noticed today that jackie is a rail. skin and bones. how does that make you feel?

yay boyfriend!!one1pointi'mscene@!!.

it's enlightening to think of the breeze. when you watch the sunset, think of me.

so here we go!