at this very moment i think im at the point in my life where everything is how it should be, of course this is probably going to change by tommorow, but i'm finally content with how everything is, there's still the everyday struggles and reminders of things that hurt, but i'm learning to overcome things and i'm trying to stay as posotive as i can. ( Read more... )

Lately i've realized that i have a tendency to ignore and push away the people who care most about me,
and flock to the people who aren't genuine at all.
want to tell me why? 'cause i have no idea, and it's rather frustrating.

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WOW ( Read more... )

i'm glad there is still a few of you out there who still reach out towards me, it means everything to me that you still do. i know it may not be like the old fun times we've had in the past, but at least you still make an effort when i am not capable of. thanks for calling, inviting me along or even trying to make workable plans. i can not do this ( Read more... )

Okay, so 2 nights ago I got arrested and taken to the detention center up in Orlando Florida, my trip was pretty fucking good, except for me getting arrested and parents called, I love ally, jenn, and their cute little house ( Read more... )

I have no desire to go "hangout" with "friends" because I feel like the vast majority of people aren't friends at all, or aren't the friends they claimed to be. I feel like I've fallen out of friendship with most of my friends and it's starting to bother me less and less. maybe this is me becoming a jaded asshole. that or it's me realizing that a ( Read more... )

i'm so weary to literally everything that surrounds me lately ( Read more... )

This isn't real, I was just talking to you about moving and when you were going to come down and see me and everything. You've always made me laugh, and i have alot of memories and conversations that will never leave me. I remeber calling you one time when i was high, and you scaring the shit outta me telling me there was someone in my house. LOL! ( Read more... )

I hate that no one ever gives me credit for anything or acknowledges my existence. Then, they wonder why I don't try. What's the point? I hate being invisible and not mattering ( Read more... )