So, I know like no one will read this anyways ( Read more... )

the point in time where every girl that can go to prom starts acting totally heinous and has anxiety attacks. And they'll tell you how lovely you look in your dress, but they'll go and diss you about it later.

I hate girls.

So, I'm going to buy Robert a promise ring.

and he'd better like it.

And some days. I'm not a bitch, I swear.

So, another year has gone by. Only a few more days until the anniversary, again.

God i miss him.

My graduation is going to be tainted. She was supposed to be there by my side that day.

He was supposed to be in the audience giving us all the support he could.

But neither is going to happen. One is physically impossible. The other just won't.

So, what do you do when you have no clue when you'll next get to speak to your best friend? Get worried? Hope ( Read more... )

If I were a month, I would be: october ( Read more... )

I swear I remember talking to brandi about "Devil Went Down To Georgia" though, I might have been delerious, but whatever... the song is stupid.. the devil is a much better fiddler than Johnny. Stupid devil. Should've kept his fiddle made of gold and stolen the boy's soul ( Read more... )

His band is awesome. (by his, I mean my friend). Even without their lead guitar, who happens to be out of town until tuesday. Just awesome. I really do want to sing with them... I just don't know if I can bring myself to do it... Why am I so afraid to? Why can't I get past my own fucking insecurities. I hate myself ( Read more... )

Soccer fans are fucking crazy ( Read more... )

"I could stay awake, just to hear you breathing ( Read more... )