I've had this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach the past week, leading to assumptions that I just need to use the restroom but its more of a I'm-pretending-this-is-socially-awkward when really, I'm just nervous for anything to begin. And I keep throwing myself into precarious situations I should stay out of but I stopped pretending I cared a ( Read more... )

I am at a loss of what to do right now, and I am so bored I am actually updating my livejournal ( Read more... )

I spent much of the most recent trip on the bus with my legs crossed in front of me, or perched on the seat in front of me because it was late and most of the seats were empty, I could lie my bag next to me without worrying I would get a glance of scance for not wanting to share my personal space with someone who reeks of cheap whiskey or just ( Read more... )

It's hard to call this place home. I'll get used to it soon, I guess.

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Shit's been fucking CRAZY lately ( Read more... )

"i've been floating here ( Read more... )

I don't know how I got hre I couldn't stop smiling while driving I ned to not have this much booze in me feed me feed me no don't I'm fat I'm so fat hit it and quit it I don't like him he's so into meee it hurtsss I feel weird ughhhhhhhh

Why dd I fuck himmmm eww he's 27 he's so sprung onme it hurts

Fadedddddddddddddd

Having a panic attack in the middle of chaos in the Atlanta airport is really not how I envisioned spending my evening. I'm stuck here till tomorrow and I just really want to go home, because for once there's someone there that is waiting for me.

UGH.