this is a bad idea, i know it. but i need it. and if i get hurt in the end its ok because im tired of waiting for everything. this is a bad idea.

im tired of being alone ( Read more... )

you knew that i was sitting there waiting for you to say something. you knew that besides me being your friend and wanting nothing more than just that....i want more. you knew and still you just sat there and looked at your feet, as if the pretense of the situation was nothing more than it ever was between us. i told you what i wanted, what i ( Read more... )

im not sure where to begin ( Read more... )

Wasted time ( Read more... )

i have a good feeling that tonight when i dream, it will be of you, it will be of your lips, it will be about your fingertips.

i only sleep to dream, dream about you. everytime i do, i remember everyting you say everything you do. i can feel you. it might sound crazy.

im going to bed.

this song is my current obsession

this is my new attempt at keeping this thing going. truthfully i havent writen anything...anything in months. and that makes me feel empty ( Read more... )

college is such a funny thing. right now it feels alot like high school and summer camp all in one. its been pretty weird striking up convos and friendships with people i dont even know....weird its how i met you...but i think ive lost my touch. i dont feel like myself completely, first impressions mean everything and i dont want to fuck up. so i ( Read more... )

my back burns.
kathy likes christian castro.
she said her backpack was like a purse.
her fingers are sparkly pink.
it's searching.
apparently she spelt his nombre wrong.
yes i do.
that is all i will go to prom tonight and go bowling at 2:30 in the morning....yesssssssssss
sweeeeeeeett
ughghhghghghg my tummy
ughghghghghg my tummy.