I dont feel I have to explain to people why I won't hang out with them. I'm not that great a person that you should see me every day.

I cant even start to explain myself if I wanted to. Too much shit has bogged me down and when I'm too fucked up to move, I get shit. I don't understand.

Everyone should stop thinking so hard.

Trying to not be nervous is the pointless. I'm fucking shaking in my shoes. I have to stick and move tomorrrow, so no losing thoughts. I must smile and be charming. I might be let down, and I couldn't care less. I can keep on trying.

I wanna stay cyco ( Read more... )

I'm listening to some metal right now. Thinking about... My skills. Really. I have some, and I'm just thinking about them.

I went to NYC and saw Minus The Bear, then the night after, I got drunk and went to the strip club. One hell of a weekend I must say.

I promised myself that I wouldn't update sad. I'm not really sad right now, so I guess I'm not betraying what I promised myself. I promise things about the internet to myself. I'm a fucking loser ( Read more... )

California was fun, I threw up on myself in a limo. I win ( Read more... )

Today. I was... awesome or something ( Read more... )

But first. I need sleep ( Read more... )

I never realized how bad regretting something, anything, can make you feel. I haven't really regretted anything up until tonight. For some reason I was thinking of a day. It was during the summer, and it was fairly nice out, my sisters were in town and we were all going to dinner later in the evening. But what made this day different, I realized on ( Read more... )

I felt really in control of my day, it was weird. I didn't feel like I was going to be late for anything, or lost anywhere. I really enjoyed today. Fuck that noise though ( Read more... )