So... now I'm a rock. I still feel the same way...but I'm a rock. I tell ya what. This rock is one look, one "but I do love you erik", one more day of this God forsaken place away from crumbling. I want to be strong, but I still want to be loved.(None of that Bullshit friend love neither) If I asked you guys "How long have I waited for Krystal ( Read more... )

I'm tired of being emo. I'm happy now, not because I should be, but because if I don't no one will ever have anyone to be strong for them. No emotions will stop me from being me ever again.

She loves me ( Read more... )

Afraid of death, though not wishing it to leave, I write this memo in hopes someone will save me. Not from Krys, Nor from Matt, but my biggest enemy. (ene"me") Still a cruel world, is it not ( Read more... )

I lose. *ha ha* Like I didn't see that coming. I throw away the shield in hopes of happiness and I take a stab in the chest(imagine that). Right in my heart, yet I'm not dead, or am I? No anger, no hapiness, no self-worth, and no girl. Sounds pretty dead to me. In the end I've betrayed my brain, and I got hurt. There was a reason why my ( Read more... )

Before I stab you with a Q-tip(only the left half ( Read more... )

Would today classify as a good day? Hell if I know, but Krystal is happy, so it doesn't matter. I know she cares about me, maybe too much, but she's not stupid and she doesn't lose sight of what is important. I tried to stay uninvolved, but she smiled and I crumbled. I told her I didn't want to upset her. She said I couldn't say anything that ( Read more... )

I guess I was right. She tells me "You know, nothing wrong is going to happen anytime soon, so...". I get the hint, in short "go away", but I think that she just wants me to be her friend and only her friend. Screw that! There is nothing that will keep me from feelin' the way I do. Goin' away, sure I can do that, it'll hurt, but I can do that ( Read more... )

I could be wrong, but I have a feelin' I'm startin' to bother krys. It might just be my imagination, but I think she's had just about enough from me and the fits about to hit the shan. N e hup, I'll try not to let it get to me, but I'm starting to get afraid. Why? Because my brain and my heart are both starting to feel unwanted. She might be ( Read more... )

Sure, its cracked and broken, but its in the right place, I think. After all I have given it to someone who I love. *feels wrong sayin' love to someone with a boyfriend* N e hup, I write in this journal for the sole purpose of getting some type of criticism, if you don't know what to say then tell me that. I get the feelin' that everyone could ( Read more... )