Inexplicably lonely.

Three years ago, I wrote that I found it sad that people tend to remember only the negative aspects of the past, often forgetting the positive points in an experience. I still believe this to be true. Sometimes, I think I am a fool not to follow this trend.

I started cutting when I was eleven years old. I continued to self-harm until I was sixteen years old. Fortunately, many of my scars have faded so much that they are barely visible. I wish I could say that my destructive ways ended there. Around the time I last cut was about the time I started drinking heavily and eventually got into more dangerous ( Read more... )

Just a few words that quick need to be spurted out...

You are an ungrateful little bastard, an arrogant little shit. You never deserved me.

There's is something a little disconcerting looking back on my previous entries and seeing how low-down I really was. They act as a reminder as to how far I truly have come ( Read more... )

kirt has already been gone for two months. we have another six weeks left apart.

i do not know where i am going anymore.

i want to go back to being a little girl. before anyone had ever hurt me or made me feel worthless.

i just want to do it all over.

i feel like an empty shell.

It's been a long time since I've last written. Almost four months actually. I spent the majority of my summer at Coniston and my days off with Kirt. It was a busy summer and slightly disappointing. I was home for less than forty-eight hours before I had to leave for college. I didn't even get to say goodbye to half of my friends. Coniston wasn't ( Read more... )

i graduate tomorrow. wooo.

and i got a few more scholarships last night at class night. so now my tuition is down to about $1,400. down from approximately $27,000. i'm so happy.