I hate it when I push people away. Then again I don’t think people even cares anymore. I’m just a hopeless cause, and people are just used to it. Like they can’t even tell anymore. They can’t see what’s going on my mind. I don’t even tell them anymore. I’ve blocked them from the other side of my life ( Read more... )

I don’t know when I’ll ever be considered happy and content with my life. Nothing is going right ( Read more... )

"The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right next to them and know that you can't have them ( Read more... )

Today was one of those weird mood swing days.

This morning I was really happy. I don’t know I was happy. And I was happy for a while. But as soon after lunch everything seemed different. I felt no one wanted to be around me. Like they couldn’t be seen with me. I wanted to go home and cry. I still kind of do, but I’m afraid of my parents walking ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning and my mom told me that my grandpa is in the hospital, and he’s under severe conditions. I couldn’t go to Stillwater with Abbie this weekend. I forgot my History textbook in my locker, so I can’t do this essay that we’re suppose to have a discussion about on Monday. I’m just not really happy right now ( Read more... )

I feel such like a horrible friend. I shouldn't have friends. If people hang out with me, they're just going to end up in therapy sessions.

Remember: It's the theroy of chaos that matters the most.

I need to see a therapist. Or at least I think. I have too many issues, and no one can really help me solve them. Maybe it’s the people I surround myself with, or just the way things work in my head ( Read more... )