NO, I DIDN'T GET FUCKED ON MY BIRTHDAY.
YES, I DID SNUGGLE MY MAN AND SEE A SHOOTING STAR FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE.

NO, I DIDN'T GET FUCKED UP, I WAS DESIGNATED DRIVER SO MY FRIENDS WOULD NOT DIE.

See the thing is, when you try your hardest, you get the most shit.

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Misery loves company.

I hate today. It didn't turn out right. I miss Annie. I want my iPod to be unstollen. I want to be sober. I want to he happy.

I read Annie's, Alex's, Taylor's, and Colin's journal entries up until the point I had last read them. I also read all the entries on two pages of my friends list. This has depressed me and I would like to get to the bottom of it ( Read more... )

I think I am back, for a while.

Hellooo.

So I am grounded from life.

My momther told me I "might as well have one of those thngs around [my] ankle, because I will be under house arrest".

Gorgeous.

Fuck. This is staying on my permanent record, too.

All I can say is techniquely I got arrested.

Oh and if that doesn't make me enough of a rebel, I am at school right now.

Bye, Dudes.

Today has been one of the best days in a while.

A lightbulb went off a few minutes ago. It was beautiful.

PLEASE. I crave this: Tell me something you have learned. Anything wise. On any topic. Please. I really want to digest something deep.

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