alright people, let's get something straight:

You say something to me, i take it seriously. I take it personally. If you don't want me to take something seriously or personally, then DONT. FUCKING. SAY IT.

MY America: For Allen Ginsberg ( Read more... )

i ran to the bathroom ( Read more... )

:(

the snow is glaring ( Read more... )

there were a bunch of "I <3 U"'s on the cars facing my direction outside my house. it was pretty neat and i felt happy about it even though i don't have a fucking clue who did it or who it was for.

:)

the lines were there ( Read more... )

i slept next to a mother ( Read more... )

why do things only start to work out in bad timing?

I swear. I don't know what to do because shit just doesn't work out the way I want or plan and to get what i want would be hurting other people and i'm just too nice to do that.

I guess i will be fake instead. I hate myself.

i feel like punchin a bitch.

that is all.