I dont know what to do...
I cant believe someone actually wants to destory the little bits of happiness I have in my life...
It isnt fair that no matter what I always get fucked over...
Maybe I should dissapear...
It might be better for everyone...

I kinda feel like I am writing these for myself, but oh well its good for me. Im pondering the whole idea of text messages, but there is a reason ( Read more... )

I fucked up again. I have a tendency to do this. When Im angry I take it out on people, and im sorry to you because you didnt deserve it. This song seems to fit my somber mood and attempt to offer an explanation to the said person...she will know its her.

These four walls have seen the worst of me.
They're bleeding confession, but they'll never ( Read more... )

...See heres the funny thing about life; it has the uncanny ability to catch up with you...

This past weekend definetly warrants an actual update, but im to lazy to do it so heres some love to those who made friday better, to those who made saturday rock and all those that made the hotel room look like a dumpster!

You know you love me,
Nicole

I sit here, thinking, contimplating, well, life and why am I STILL feeling this way after so much time has past. The best way I can think to reason this can be summed with these lyrics. Change all the female prepositions (Her, she, etc) to male (vice-a-versa as well) and all the Lucy's to, well, you know ( Read more... )

My car, the piece of shit dodge interpid apparently couldnt handle me. I was in a most unfourtante car accident late sunday night (no one was hurt). But sadly, at least on the part of the car, he was injured. He is now undergoing some major surgery and such until he is all better. However that has left me without a car, so one may ask themseleves ( Read more... )

So I have known this for a while but it didnt really hit me until Lindsay said she witnessed it with her own two eyes over the weekend. I cant believe all the shit you gave me about staying clean, never touching drugs (and despite what you said weed is a drug, it gives you a false sense of happiness), not drinking anymore because of the lack on ( Read more... )

Ouch...I got my tongue pierced...it hurts

Really fast before I dash off to psychology lecture, I have to ask when did you turn into my frienemy? When did you start talking the person you couldnt stand more then you talk to me? When did you stop caring ( Read more... )

Three Names You Go By ( Read more... )