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Thus, thus, yourself. Poems. I write when i'm tired.
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A new one...
You ever have that feeling, where, all those things come back? And, you realize that there's no excuse for what you've done, that you've fucked things up again, since you just can't be a real person in saying you'll be true, a rock, and you trip and ruin it all ( Read more... ) -
I'm an idiot.
I cut. I fucked up 4 days shy of 8 months. What the hell. I did it 9 times. 5 on my upper arm for may, and 4 on my lower arm for the day. I was fucking on the phone with her when i did it too. She did once. a few days ago. i saw it. and i felt bad. and i ruined it. i ruined almost 8 months. Fucking....hell. Now my arm just hurts. and so does my ( Read more... ) -
Ahhh i haaaate being frustrated.
Uhhhhhmmmm....so i slept over Hannah's house last night. I walked 3 miles in the sleet and rain to get to the train so i could see her yesterday. And i got there soaking wet. And she had candles lit, and a bottle of red wine, and i got drunk off a glass because i'm awesome, and then i cried and then we did....stuff. And then i couldn't get the ( Read more... ) -
Imma stick wit you.
I miss boo.... I wish I felt stronger about things, but we'll see. We hung out today, and I wish we took pictures of us together for myspace/facebook. I'm cold. I have a new obsession with this song from Kennan's myspace. Aww. I miss her. She's pretty, and we should definitely take couple pictures together. I wish i could just fall right now, and ( Read more... ) -
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Son of a bitch. Things feel like they're tearing apart inside. Hannah slept over my house last night, and we hung out friday too. We went farish, but i couldn't go all the way because i kept thinking of b. It was ridiculous. I feel like i have no emotions other than frustration anymore. I always think of being that little kid who cant get the shape ( Read more... ) -
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Belinda's wit my friend Lady. both latina, both kick ass. but for some reason im still trippin on Belinda, the way she looks at you, n does that noise that people in trini do when you just talkin n not makin any sense. n how she just looks at you dead in the eyes n says, "you gorgeous." but Lady n i are tight, n she was teasin me for not puttin my ( Read more... ) -
Pimp. whatever.
So i haven't posted in a bit. "nuthin to write feelin arite" as the saying goes. i dunno. college is stressful. but whatever right? so now i have 3 girls that like me, belinda broke up with her girlfriend, aaaand i have a date on sunday. im buying a quarter from stacy tomorrow/saturday, and my goldfish and warmouth sunfish are all fuzzy from some ( Read more... ) -
i feel like shit.
i only have 4 cigs left, now i need to find someone to buy me more. lovely. b has a gf. why? why did i like her so much when i knew nothing would come out of it? honestly, wtf is wrong with me? and why the hell am i still attracted to her?? life fucking blows. i thought about oding today again. if i didnt call anyone it would have worked. and i ( Read more... ) -
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so like everything i thought was gunna be there is gone. we talked once this week over myspace kinda of. and so remind me again why the hell i try? why am i the kind of person that feelings burn out over? why do i invest so much, why do i fall so hard even though i know nothing will come out of it? so tonight of course as always, to keep myself ( Read more... )