why is it that even though i know the decisions i make are for the better, it still sucks in the end?
i guess i've learned i'm amazing at fucking shit up...

and the last person i truly believed in, trusted, and cared about just kicked me out of their life.

fuck.

i love how every time you kiss a boy we don't talk for a week.
luv ya babeeeeeeee. <333

i swear, if i have one more dream like that i'm going to lose it.
i'm still so shaken up by the whole thing.
but, hey. let's hope it really means what the internet says it means. :/

just a reminder:

i either need less attractive friends or a real girlfriend.
seriously.

i though it was just one of those days.
and that turned into a week.
now it's pushing a month.
what the fuck?

i guess i just need to work on not getting my hopes up for anything anymore.

real exciting.

kane + whiskey + my phone + "dy-na-sai = terrible prank calls.

i just realized how great private entries are.

today i worked from 8:00 a.m. until 10:00 p.m., by choice.
i'm probably insane.