I'm making a new journal. I have things to say that shouldn't fall on anyones ears.

If I opened up and poured my heart out to anyone of my true friends, you know, the ones I could count on one hand, most of em wouldn't care. I dunno if thats cause my problems aren't real, or they don't care.

Every one leave me. Fact.

Fuck you. I wanna tear into you like no other, I'm not a mean angry man, but you deserve it. fuck you.

Glad I have some one who puts it all into perspective.
"why shouldn't you? because she just brings you down? she doesn't do anything with her life? does she have a job yet? did she stop stuffing drugs up her nose?"

When I think about it, I feel stupid for having the thought to begin with, she's not who she used to be, not even a shadow.

What has made me the fearful asshole i am today.

Well there goes that.
I dunno what to feel.

Fuck my life. I gotta come up with 190 by the 11th or I lose my baby, my first electric, no bueno.

I think I had a user dream last night, it's been a hot minute since I've had one. Now all I am thinking about is opiates :(

I need weed or drink to get the thought outa my head.

I don't have it ( Read more... )

I am stuck, stuck and don't know what to do about it. I should be an adult. but I like being a 17 year old fuck. blah. my head will get the best of me I am sure. keeps people safe.

I started a tumblr. lol wtf.