i love the feeling of an open entry, thousands of thoughts, and tunes in the background.
but when it comes to writing how i feel and expressing myself, i completely shut down.
i wish it was the opposite. i want to change. i want to learn to like myself for what i am.

i know that you miss me. i know that you regret this every day of your life. and it's sad because i miss you too, and if you weren't being such a dick, we wouldn't have to miss each other at all.

anyone want to run away with me? i can't face my problems.

i don't know what i want, but it's not this.

money doesn't buy happiness. my bank account is growing and i'm just growing more and more miserable. sure, it's nice to have money, but not if you can't spend it because you never have time to yourself.

i'm going to break soon.

there's so much i'd say to you if i had the balls

i am not going to lie, junior year of college is fucking hard. i have never had this much work to do in my entire life. BUT, i got a 94 on my stats test, and today i got my sociology work back and i got a 100 on the test and a 100 on the homework. a lot of people did bad on the tests for both classes so i was really proud of myself ( Read more... )

the shit talking is mutual, sweetheart :)

two things ( Read more... )

fuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyou. you're all so goddamn selfish.

so i was supposed to come home from texas yesterday if i had stayed as long as i was originally planned to. i noticed yesterday that all of the people who used to bug me all the time to come home don't speak to me anymore. i don't drink orange juice that much and sometimes i get the strongest cravings for it out of no where and it weirds me out. i ( Read more... )