Haven't updated in forever.

I'm loving life, sort of.

I miss actually hanging out with some people (some people meaning everyone).

You make me happy.

I miss you.

Nobody reads this.

Got the cell back, so call... please. 754.422.3907.

Love you guys.

♥

♣

"and all this week. ive beeen awake till about 4 o clock. with something soo good i cant even begin to explain. "

My thoughts exactly.

Soo.. this week:
1. Dad has me on lock-down for NO reason what-so-ever.
2. I got a huge gash in my side from the an INTENSE battle.. with the handrail of my staircase.
3. I miss Britt.
4. I LOVE being sold out.
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             Yeah, so, it's you.

I hate knowing that I've been deserted for better company.
It's weird hanging out with people you haven't seen since last November. It sort of showed me what I've been missing, and yeah, I do miss it.

I miss everybody. I want to have a big "get together" sort of thing. You game?

This summer already sucks. I like being sold out, really.

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I've never felt worse.
I hate feeling this low.
I hate hating everything.

I just want to be happy, but fuck, lately that doesn't seem feasible.

Holy fucking shit.

If this is what you wanted, you got what you wanted, and then some.

I've got nothing.

It's 4am, I know your lying down right next to him. I cant pass the time, you're not always right, I'm still staring out my window. The stars are out tonight, the windows are fogged up from the inside. I lay in my bed, soaked in sweat my chest is hurting, is this what you wanted? So cry yourself to sleep once again. You didn't mean for this to ( Read more... )