I forgot about you again journal.

You offer someone the world, and they don't care. The problem is I am starting to not care either.

I keep telling myself to be the best person I can be for me, but when I go to bed alone it all doesn't matter. I hate that feeling when you are still so attached to your last relationship even though it has pasted. I really tried my best, and I still got treated like crap. I need to stop dating women who are more attractive than me. Damn soulless

I think I was born to be alone.

Finals are killing me!

It is weird to think about how my past relationships have all turned into eerie, computer folders full of photographs. It would easy to delete them, but they are not all bad. A lot of good memories exist in those pictures. It is a rough transition between heart break and nostalgia, but who cares!? What would I have of anyone I have loved if it ( Read more... )

Life is boooooooooooooooooooooooring.

Single again. Not really too big of a deal. I am fairly confused how someone uses their own lie to dump me, but to each their own. A little respect would have been nice, but oh well. Here's to the future and the end of childish relationships.

I fucking hate everyone right now. People are not wroth the carbon they claim.

It is rather unbelievable. My Nana just died this weekend, and now my grandma has passed as well...just 6 days apart. My family is taking a big hit.