more than a little frustrated.

yes, you're sweet, yes you care, but you fucking HOVER. it drives me up the wall.

you also guilt me into fucking you. i am down to about 5% in the ATTRACTED TO YOU department.

we just went through a crisis and you failed.

augh.

on another note, i took pictures today which is good and i got a job yesterday.

Here I go, failing again. I really should be alone.

Sick. Very sick. Boss making me work. No energy to be pissed off.

Automatically, what is mine is y(ours).

school's stupid. can't do it ( Read more... )

Starting over. Jessprive gone.

Tickets to Seattle are cheap. I've found a Hostel I want to stay at.

I need to get away from here, do something on my own.

I'm gunna be completely alone anyways.

Eh.

i know you've probably exhausted that drunken energy and have passed out on the couch like you always do, one arm behind your head, your lips slack but still together, one hand resting on your thigh. i'm betting you're wearing your comfy black shorts, maybe a frankenstein t-shirt. i can see your fingers twitching slightly as you dream, maybe ( Read more... )

i guess waiting for you to come home is a dumb idea this day and age. chances are you've already eaten at some shitty fast food joint before coming home, and so when i ask you if you're hungry you don't even have the grace to look guilty when you say no. you do look guilty when you're not expecting me. i wonder what all that's about. i really do ( Read more... )

i've never written anything as heartbreakingly beautiful as you, let alone more than once. i've never been able to force myself through the layers of lies like thick skin into the core of my being and find something unexpected. i've never felt what it's like to be the center of attention like you have, to be thought of mysterious and amazing and ( Read more... )