i love all my friends.
i can finally say that truthfully.

you're still the only the boy that can make me cry. but when you did it before it was over something cute you would say. -_-

My life was without flaw. Until fucking monday came along. Now it's all shit.

ISILWY. And I just realized it. I don't understand myself. Fuck.

it's finally over. I guess i can finally have what i wanted: to move on.

But, who had an amazing weekend?
I can't stand you anymore.
Get the fuck out of my life.
:]

If I wasn't the one taking the fucking initiative
in talking to you, you wouldn't even bother trying.
So, fuck you.
You can talk to yourself from now on.

Crazy ass night, yo.
Why is it that I can still
only talk to you when I'm
completly fucked up?

today was an excellent day. first one in a long time.

It's funny how the person you think would least likely have thoughts of suicide has them.