im known as the crazy girl. really. the crazy one. i mean i always think i am crazy. i feel crazy majority of the time. but now ppl. as in friends. refer to me as the crazy one who needs help to each other not to me. i feel seriously out of my mind. and shitty. god. i just feel like putting a smile on my face and never ever speaking of what is in ( Read more... )

you say youre sorry. that face of an angel comes out just when you need it to.

i have no idea what to do. i really just dont get it. thats everything these days. i just have no idea. ive lost the ability to get my feelings across without completely losing it. So i sit in silence. and say nothing cuz i just am so back and forth about it. and really, should i care? should i be making this big deal? or should i just let it go. i ( Read more... )

my biggest problem..... as explained in the tucson weekly ( Read more... )

alone.sick. i just want to be taken care of. but no. ppl once again let me down. and i cant blame anybody but myself. cuz i keep letting the same thing happen over and over. i keep falling for the same guy and have these wild expectations. psh. im so dumb. but i see his heart. i do. he just wont let me touch it. and my bff. gone. i never knew i ( Read more... )

he means the world to me. and im suppposed to walk away? walking away is supposed to make everythin better? he will appreciate you when you are gone bri. he will know what you are worth. i have to stick to my guns. but i love him and i cant . this is so hard. so hard. i hope everyone is right. i hope this pain is what is supposed to happen. i cant ( Read more... )

hm. I DONT WANT TO HURT anymore. no more. but the more i say that. the more it hurts. i am never going to be okay. really i dont think so. its never gonna happen. its not gonna stop hurting that my dad isnt here. that he found someone else to be his world. that he cant possibly hear what i have to say. you know he was supposed to be there. he is ( Read more... )

i am going to alone forever. its official. and it breaks my heart.

the same crack. i keeping tripping and falling and falling and tripping over the same damn crack thinking its not their this anymore. but it hasnt been dealt with. its still there and im still falling. i keep trying to get up and keeping walking but its a big crack and im currently on the floor again.

really for once just once i be the girl that gets picked. that isnt put on the back burner that doesnt get told no to cuz realistically no matter what i will be there. i am so over the rescheduling and the maybes cuz i can be okay with it cuz i can be flexiable cuz really what is the big deal and i can be understanding. but i am never first. i am ( Read more... )