Live journal?
Who does that?

Those were the days kind of days.
Sometimes, I miss those days.
I miss those people.

Man I feel it coming on.

Trying to get on the right track. I turned off my phone yesterday. I feel pretty helpless. Maybe because I spent all the money I saved up to help out a friend... sure you'll pay me back but all the anxiety you had has fallen upon my shoulders. I made it my problem. I feel pretty trapped... as in my keys are still locked in my car... along with my ( Read more... )

and count to three.

The things we do to help people in need.
I can't breathe.

We will make it through ( Read more... )

I'm sitting upstairs at great aunt sue's house... on her computer. Long story of how I got here. maybe when I have more time I'll explain what happened. Maybe someone else needs to explain to me what happened. Maybe things would have been different. But they're not and here I am... in michigan. Running away again. Pushing away the only one I love ( Read more... )

I have a hard time feeling sorry for people ( Read more... )

Made you who you are ( Read more... )

I miss all of us sitting on the gutter ( Read more... )

My uncle is in a coma, life support... I guess you could say he's sick ( Read more... )