note to self, never walk through a mall in a clown outfit EVER again. its interesting walking through a place where every single person who looks at you has some kind of reaction. its either, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH", or " LOOK MOMMY!!!! A CLOWN! CLOWN!", or, "LOOK TIMMY, A CLOWN! A CLOWN!". or just people looking at you expecting you to do ( Read more... )

things are getting better slowly.........very slowly.

back stabbing. nice to see you again. youre right on time for this aniversary of sorts. i need a broom. big enough for this giant mess.

ive never been so ready for summer.

feelings? what are those ( Read more... )

confusion...like my heart is a wet paper pag.

make it stop

i remember now. it all makes sense. but what doesnt make sense is how im supposed to be happy with out those people and chaos and insanity. and its funny, because we cant hide anything. every look, every sentance, we know what each other is feeling. and i miss that. my mind is so seperated from everyone else ( Read more... )

i took my dog to the ocean with my sister today. and then the family went to see a movie. besides the screaming, crying complaining, and my sister storming out of the house and speeding down the road, (she came back eventually), it was a good day. its silly because everyone is so crazy. its fun to watch. fog eats me up. we're going to sell the ( Read more... )

no matter how hard i try nothing good comes. no matter how bad i want something, no matter how hard i work, things still crumble and slip between my fingers. my life is like nothing but burnt ash. just dead. floating. for no reason. spinning with the wind, but destined to fall on the ground and get smushed harder into the cement. life keeps ( Read more... )

there was this person in jogging pants, running shoes, with a water bottle taking the elevator with me today. it seemed ironic ( Read more... )

okay. so we're going to fix things now. even though when my face stretches into a smile i feel like an old lady who, for the best, should be dying. i dont know what that means but thats how i feel. these fucking kids make me feel so old. and i know im not. at all. im no where close. but i cant help it. they are young. and i want to kill them for it ( Read more... )