this is what living like this does.

i'm sick of you and you're self pity. you're not the victim if you painted the scene yourself. we can't help who we connect with, and you can't persuade us. screw you and your teenage drama. excuse me for wanting to live life without worrying about who called who what or what pair of jeans she wore to the party ( Read more... )

( times square can't shine as brite as you )

last night = st. peters dance. the last dance our school actually held was when my brother was in 6th grade, i believe, and now he's a senior in high school. so yes. it has been quite a time. no one was really there, and since there were a bunch of pole supports around, a bunch of crazy kids were testing their stripper skills. one in particular ( Read more... )

okie. pink guns are officially off my cool list. which most likely means they're on everyone else's cool list now. so i'm moving on to Retro. retro is cooler than pink guns. retro owns you. you know you're lovin' the bright ass neons. don't deny it.

i'm sorry i've been slackin off with this thing. i've been busy messing with myspace. sorry.

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i know, i know. i didn't post all the pictures last night. so i'm gonna finish it all now. k? k.

( taking pictures by your house, hearing music from your room. )

so last night was the CCHS dance. what whaa! i wore my skills shirt. molly came to pick me up around 7ish. picked up marybeth. headed to dance. waited in line. finally got in. said hi to sean, nicole, christian and basically everyone we knew. crazy moshing to pop songs. meeting random people. hiding behind vinny. arm wrestling. picture taking. ( Read more... )

Dear Journal,
sappy conversations, bad butterflies in nervous bellies, and 10 thousand reasons why life sucks have caused me to veer of course. I don't know whats wrong with me. The other day, i spontaneously began to cry. I don't mean just crying, though; I mean balling my eyes out. Luckily, my friends give the coolest internet/cyber hugs in the ( Read more... )

last night consisted of sponatenous, spaztic tears. the spill canvas. very high "emo levels" (haha hannah.) wanting to go to michelle&marybeths basketball game. straighteners. and massive amounts of eyeliner.

i'm currently reading "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" it is a brilliant book. it kinda scares me sometimes, but its a very good book, ( Read more... )

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everytime you breathe, i hope you think of me.
( this is not a small cut that scabsdriesflakes&heals! )