sandra says she wants me to start writing again. i used to keep journals, book after book, random page sleeve afater loose page sleeve. somewhere along the way i lost that. i lost every outlet i ever had and i guess that point in itself is the reason i ended up the haunted soul i now feel ive become. typing was always easier to me then writing, it ( Read more... )

fucking drunken bitch.
that overall motherfucking sick feeling  in my stomach.
if i find out you touched him you're fucking dead.
ill stomp that rat like face of yours until you lay in a bloody heap in the fucking gutter.
i'm so worked up i cant stop my entire body shaking with fury.

better idea: you're both fucking dead.

quoted directly from the black book ( Read more... )

your a moron.
and im a fool for being the one that cares.

you still make me weak at the knees. heartbreaker.

so it seems that the last night i was in mooloolaba by myself in a motel room (as deenie was in hospital) someone signed into my msn account ( Read more... )

my mother fucking cracks me up ( Read more... )

the current count: 16 days

kill me.
and only 18 sleeps.
♥ with all my heart my prince ♥

i wish you didnt matter to me anymore. i wish i didnt feel like falling apart everytime i saw you. i wish you tried to understand me. i wish you stood by your promises. i wish i hadnt been such a fool. i wish it didnt hurt to hear of your antics. i wish i never have to see you again. i wish wed never met.

i hope you know. the end is getting closer. the day this ring comes off, thats it. forever.

|i want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop|

you make me quiver with anger.
i hate you so much sometimes i cant bear to even look at you.
i dont want to see you again.