( And I can't breathe, but I have to )

I am so stressed out that I feel physically nauseous. I just want to throw up and hide in my bed and sleep the days til summer away; instead I'll stay awake, working my night away.

I want to sleep, but I can't. There's no time, and too much on my mind even if there were.

A lot has been going on lately, yet somehow I find myself feeling like I had nothing to write about.

(847) she told me her two favorite things were grocery stores and dick.

I miss Alex.

I know I shouldn't, and I don't want to, but.. I do.

Today is the one year anniversary of my mom's death. Her death day, I guess you could call it. I can't believe it's been a year already. It feels too fast and too slow, all at the same time.

I still miss her a lot.

"your body may be gone, but I'm going to carry you in -in my head and in my heart, in my soul.."

"It’s all about chemistry -wonder what you do to me?" stuck in my heeeaaadd.

"I can't remember a worse December.. just watch those icicles form."

Does anybody want to be my post-Valentine and watch Valentine's Day with me? haha:\

Why are vegetarian baked beans so damn good? :)

Just found out Mark had his baby on Valentine's Day..

It's just weird to think about. It kind of makes me feel a little nauseous, honestly.