im at the end of my fucking rope. Im so fucking sick and tired of losing sleep over this shit... its been like 2 months and i'd rather shoot myself in the face than deal with what i deal with day in and day out. I really miss you. But I can't talk to you. I love you but can't show it. So I keep it a secret and try and forget you. I don't want to ( Read more... )

don't understand why someone would make a myspace to look at mine... with no pictures up and im their only friend.....

Isn't love the ability to go to the end with someone, no matter how or what they have to go through... Bah... It wasn't love.

I'm not having fun right now.

I was just trying to have a good night. Don't take it as more than that.

I can relax. I got the medication I need to be able to function as a normal person. Fuck. Finally, when everything falls, I figure it out. Such is life.

The only thing keeping her from me, is me. Gonna find my personality again.

It's a whole new ballgame folks.

Step 1 and 2 are done, tonight is phase 3. If I can find it lol. I'll figure smoething out. I love myself more already. I am excited to see what the future holds for me. I just hope I can keep it up during all this. 6 days a week working out is what im shooting for.

My love has no end. You'll see the change. Keep an eye out. You might just wake up one day to a suprise. I've done enough talking about it. I'm gonna be about it. I love my life.