sometimes, I think, ..sometimes, people put everyone's needs before their own. Primarily those who they love, and all other acquaintances come second, and finally comes them self. maybe it's a way of deterring one's mind from one's own problems. maybe they just want to be that person who cares. maybe both. the worrying, the tears, the stuff no one ( Read more... )

...and the cycle continues.

I'm physically feeling my internal struggles..

something is pulling on me from so many different directions, and I just want to stand still and not be touched.

basically. yeah.

Today I got to go in the theatre..omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg
it felt so good to be back.

Basically, I'm bored this summer.

Horray for 12-hour shifts at Alessio's tomorrow to ease that boredom. yeah.

24 days. *sigh* *yawn*

I love you, Matthew Zachary Dooley. With everything I have. And there's nothing else.

I hate coming home. Well, I love it.. it was a hella long week.. but I hate coming home and missing out.

a mix of drunken stories, Anne's car wreck, Marshall's ladyfriend, general emoness, new relationships, SDC... etc.etc. And now I just feel like I'm a week behind.

surprise visit by a buick at 1 am made the homecoming significantly better. Love ( Read more... )

I'm at a beautiful boy's house waiting for him to get pretty so we can see Gray. ha.

My computer is still very sick. and I'm going to Texas tomorrow. Be back on the 9th.

Oh, and Marshall dear, if you read this: I miss you horribly, and I had a dream about going to Valdosta last night.

Stay safe and be happy, kids. <3

Nothing in life is quite as disturbing as waking up to a phone call from Mr. Gray.

computer. viruses. are. going. to. kill. me ( Read more... )

OMGtylenolPM(vanilla tablets!!!!haswornoffafter5HOURSandI'mDYING

the only times i sleep, i'm with Courtney. Honestly.
This should make next year fun.

so, I read my friend from P'tree Ridge Jennifer's xanga, and she had this list of things guys should do...

...and I realized, I don't have to ask for any one of those. Not one.

( the list )