i dont remember anything anymore. ive allowed all memories to fade. and im left with this empty confused feeling not knowing what to expect next.

fairly annoyed about this weekend. considering a number of options, none of which are aiding in my going to canada though. DAMN THE MAN.

its more than just them and their cards and beer and chips and dip and me and my bed and my music. its the disconnect between the two.

so many best friends ive had. but really i havent had any. we were making small talk and i was busy reading something on some other worthless website so i told her i was going to bed. [which i was as soon as i was done reading stupid shit online]. so i went to get offline but i read my missed messages first. she said bye, talk to you later- the ( Read more... )

i wanna play twister. and tic tac toe. and sing karoake. and play slip n slide in the rain. i wanna sit on broken couches and talk about broken hearts. i wanna cuddle at night and be woekn up to it all in the morning. i wanna scream and cry and laugh. its become to easy to miss it all.

post a memory of me. it can be anything you want. it can be good or bad, just as long as it happened. then, post this in your journal to see what people remember about you.

such high expectations only breeds much depression.

all i really wanna do is scream. and draw stars on everything and scratch them all out. i want to throw things at the wall in patterns of my brokeness. i want to rip all your hair out. make you hurt and cry tears of shame and materialism. i want you to vomit everything youve ever said to me out with that bagel you ate for breakfast. basically i ( Read more... )

i want new people. isnt there anyone else around here? everyone i know is out of fucking control. i am out of control. i want to get drunk with new people. smoke cigarettes with new people. watch movies and curl up on couches with new people. and i dont know if itll be any different. im bored. i need someone new. i need to not be so freaking alone ( Read more... )

im weezing.