who told me this user name was cute?
eff you.

"With you, it seems like crazy's makin' perfect sense.
Oh ain't love a beautiful mess.."

perfection.

Have you ever felt so small? To the point where no matter how signifant your actions are, and no matter how much they can benefit anything, something...it just makes absolutely no impact? It's how i've felt everyday for the last year since James and I broke up. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy we're over, but i'm not happy I've lost myself throughout ( Read more... )

Today I started my job at Charlotte Russe, and I completely LOVE it. I get to dress up and look all sorts of cute in their clothes (and other stores as well) and have complete fun with it! Acessories, cute shoes, barrettes, the whole 9 yards! I decided since no one wanted to take the job, it would look good on MY PART, if i stepped up be to denium ( Read more... )

i'm a fucking insomniac.
SERIOUSLY. i hate being miserable.

i love my cat.
i don't wanna let her go...
god dammit i'm so fucking depressed.

Okay, so i'm becoming rather frustrated with everything and everyone. I do everything in my freakin' power to make people happy, but what happens? It's either not enough or not in time. Seriously, fuck every single one of these people who take advantage of me. Because not only do I constantly put myself on the line for my GOOD friends, I risk my ( Read more... )

You know what? I'm so MAD right now that i can barely breathe. I'm SO incredibly fed up with being the nice girl, and finding these guys that just WALK ALL OVER ME. Seriously. I've had ENOUGH. Fuck James, for leaving me then coming back like i was his everything. Fuck him. And now where is he? WITH ANOTHER GIRL, FLAUNTING IT EVERYWHERE. This is ( Read more... )

for fucking once, i want someone to care about me, and love me, and SACRIFICE as much as i do for someone. every fucking time, i put my everything in something in blows up in my fucking face. i'm around too much, i'm not around enough. well how about i don't be around at all! fuck off.

So the first week of James and I not seeing eachother nor speaking to one another is gone and over with, today marks the beginning of the second week. I must admit the first few days were absolutely painful, it gradually got easier, but i'm still going crazy and letting my thoughts go crazy with is he thinking about me, or did he forget about me, ( Read more... )

So day two...no communication. This is honestly horrible, i mean, i know James will come home to me regardless, but it's just the fact that we can't contact one another, the distance isn't even all that bad, because i've been there before. I did know what i was getting into, but sadly, you cannot stop who you fall for, it just happens. I mean, ( Read more... )