Fear is eating me alive. It's all I think about, dream about. Every minute, every second.
The only time I'm not thinking about it is during our lovemaking, but even then when I look into your
eyes all I can think of is how long this is going to last. How much longer do I have with you, until I have to
give you up for someone else. You tell me to stop ( Read more... )

I will never get tired of your writing. Leave your Santa Cruz apartment and have coffee with me, you silly boy.

I feel unsettled lately. I begin work at some Halloween store tomorrow, for like two weeks ( Read more... )

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I was never faithful and I was never one to trust.
Oh, Placebo. You put me in such a good mood.

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My mom bitches because I'm not home and my dad bitches because I am home.
Both of them think I'm some slut I guess, it's awesome.

I'm stressed as fuck lately because of work and school and Tyler. I'm also very, very broke and somehow before winter
I have to get another $1000 for school. I don't have any awesome, out of the ordinary grades so I'm not
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Fuck you for saying it's my fault. What about you ( Read more... )

I wasn't expecting that phone call, and I definitely wasn't expecting what I heard on ( Read more... )

I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave.


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