I've been home for about a week. I think I've reached my breaking point, i would like very much to be back at school with my people. I think that coming home makes you realize how perfect my friends really are, not perfect as people because no one is, but perfect for me. Everyone encompasses something that I need very much in my life, i hope i ( Read more... )

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this year i will NOT care about valentine's day.
yes i'm alone.
oh fucking well.
when haven't i been.
nobody likes me, i get it.
their loss.
i have my friends
although boys like them so this could turn into a problem.

alexis has her wedding planned out.
i cant even be attracted to a guy for more then 10 seconds.
there is something wrong with this picture, very very wrong.

so i was in the shower shaving today, and i came to this realization. i hate to shave and i would hate to have a boyfriend and have to shave all the time. i realize that sounds pretty gross, but those are some heavy expectations.

i want to find myself a nice man like ami from miami ink.

i'm fraudulent, a thief at best
a coward who paints a bullshit canvas
things that will never happen to me
but at arms length, it's tim who said
i'm good at it, i've mastered it
avoiding, avoiding everything

OVER it.

In strange ideas
In stranger times
I've no idea
What's right sometimes

"Feelings are just having a picture on the screen in your head of what is going to happen tomorrow or next year, or what might have happened instead of what did happen, and if it is a happy picture they smile and if it is a sad picture they cry."

for once i think i'll write something honest in here ( Read more... )