Like I have a fuckig right to get on here and complain.

Dear kylie, I hope you liked what I wrote for you. I thought of you and it all came to me. I really hope you liked it. and if not. thats okay too.

Im glad I get the whole weekend off.

Im glad Ive been hanging out with dillon a lot. because he keeps me from being bored. oh cookie cakes.

nothin like listening to fleetwood mac on vinyl and feeling uncontrollably alone ( Read more... )

And youd think Id feel better for atleast a week.

Why is it everytime I lose all hope in everything in my life, things start to turn around ( Read more... )

this is an email I received from my mother today ( Read more... )

fuck.

I need you right now. and Ive lost my phone. Something isnt right. I swear Ive been lost for hours.

People make fun of me because I feel everything harder stronger longer faster louder... just once I want someone to get it. to feel it too. feel that when I say something I mean it with all I got and I dont hold back. I feel it I feel it all the way. I guess thats why I come home every night with chest pains and exhaustion in my voice. "but I think ( Read more... )

He grabbed me and said "hold on"
I dont think I can
Ive walked for miles to see you
and my hands have bribed their share of men
I dont think I can

Its the first thing Ive written in months.

I think its the leak that started the flood.

Someone told me yesterday that short term memory lasts for 20 seconds. and I cried.