this is not living.

sweet baby jesus, decemberists are coming.

p.s. i hate people telling these little lies. fucking tell me the truth instead of your bullshit excuses because i'd rather someone be rude and honest than polite and a fucking liar.

i feel like i've lost myself. it's weird, i just don't feel the same.

i'm so whiney in this thing. my life isn't THAT horrible, geez.

this week has been quite eventful.. drama and cutting ties [i'm assuming]with stupid people, BADFISH ANDRED HOT CHILI PEPPERS, two of the most amazing shows ever. tent city! haha. fuck bums and downtown st pete. hopefully i can see matt tonight. i love him. OH and i got my car back. ( Read more... )

through all of this bullshit all i've learned is what not to do. i'm glad i've at least learned something and grew out of that ridiculousness, but seriously. what a waste of fucking time

sometimes i get this little inkling of faith that stupidity isn't contageous

i fucking hate that school. i can't go back. there's just no way. it's fucked up everything good i had left. last night i had a dream that i was locked in the bathroom there and this crazy lady was trying to kill me and i couldn't do anything to help myself. excellent.

i hate this thing. except i keep coming back to it and reading it, and then i feel the strange need to write in it. jesus christ i'm ridiculous ( Read more... )

i'm tired of hospice nurses coming for people i love. one was enough and i don't think i can do it again. i mean seriously, it hasn't even been a month since she died and now hospice is knocking on MY door. i can't escape those people lately ( Read more... )

worst day ever? yes

today at work i got a fortune cookie that said 'when you're squeezed, what comes out is what's inside.' i found it fitting to these last few months.