home is not where my heart is. period.

the position i am in is so difficult.
i don't know who i am so I am suppose to be finding out.
but i cant do then when i still want to be yours.
i love being around you especially when you are so nice and thoughtful.
this reminds me of freshman year. don't you know that i cant be yours.
i tell you everyday jst to remind myself. i feel woozy.

even if u chased me i should of not let u catch me.

thanks for taking the time to be my mother.
thanks for taking the time to be my boyfriend.

i'm violent right now.
and my brain is swimming.
but my bodies skinking

is it summer yet fuck hurry up rock hill.

cody's screaming about god damn homework that kid is ridiculous. he drives me crazy i cant believe half the crap he gets away with. seriously. it makes me want to smack him or run out of the fucking house. im seriously done with this. even blasting the used doesnt block out his annoying whine. fuck.

home = stress
home = crazyness
home = defeat
home = feeling lost in one of the only places I know.

it's not fair.

ps. wonderful weekends on long island make me not want to come home ever.

i hate myself. i hate the life i lead ( Read more... )

dick loars still makes me laugh.

ps im loney this weekend. mike tj and luke are all gone but the weekend should be nice i guess... i have to clean my room!!! also i am going to an audition tomorow for a play about sexual activity should be craze.
im a little nervouse any tips on how to be a cool actress?

another night of false hope and fake concern.
another night of coving how upset i am with booze and parties.
another night alone when i am surrounded by people.