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there's nothing here.

i'm drawing a blank.

....

i just realized that nothing i would've said really matters.

my ankle got fucked running.
the one thing i could do,
i can't.

my heart is pounding slower and slower in my head.

secretive.
blindly sincere.
beyond reason.
cutting.
loosing.
falling.
crying.
minutes or seconds or hours or years from something.
something away from here.

a woman almot broadsided me today, cause she didn't look before she pulled out ( Read more... )

so i tried something i haven't done in awhile.
only a little.

god damnit, im such a fuck up.

i can't handle being by myself.

prom was last night, it wasn't that bad.

i got pulled over yesterday....237dollar fine.
i haven't told my parents yet... trying to prolong the inevitable i guess.

i feel shitty.
dirty or something.
i need to shower.

i have homework.

and i can't wait for summer.
i need it so badly.

i ran a half hour, with out stopping.
and i feel good about it.

i could possible be one step closer to not being such a fatass.

rehearsals could definitly be better.... don't want to go there though.

this feels wierd.

yet, it makes me incredibly happy.

so here we are.

I am SO incredibly confused ( Read more... )

ummm...

is it just me or do these not make any goddamn sense?