some people believe that dreams are memories.
some that they are hopes and wants and desires.
some that they are premonitions.
some believe that they are symbolic.
some believe that they are the truths of our subconscious.
all i know is that they are fucked up.
last night i dreamed about the X-factor in my life.
i want to know what it means.

the thing about apples is.....

"ti amo gradisco il cancro" translation: i love you like i love cancer.

i may be new, but im not new.....
dont fuck with me, buddy. i am way out of your league.

everytime.... we say goodbye... i die, a little
everytime.... we say goodbye... i wonder why, a little....

so my room looks like my closet barfed on my floor...
i need to do laundry real bad
no motivation what-so-ever
Im tired all the time
its so strange
i hate hw so much
bahhumbug on school
good news is that im going to NO soon
cant wait
i love everyone
g'night

how do you turn your brain off? i cant seem to make mine shut up. better question: how do you turn your heart off?

1, 2, 3, 4
can i have a little more?
5, 6, 7, 8, 9
I love you
pink, brown, green, red
can i take my friend to bed?
yellow, orange, and blue
i love you!

how do you know if you are really alive and not just living? is there a difference? lately i dont feel alive. i dont think i experience anything, im in a daze most of the time. i am disillusioned by school, my classes dont excite me like they used to. am i missing something? insight would be greatly appriciated.

I am Finally done! fuck yes! there's only one thing left to do... get really, really drunk.