I haven't updated this journal in forever. I got myself a new journal and while I do miss this one, I just never came back. I got attached to the new one, I guess ( Read more... )

I don't know what will happen to this journal. I do miss it ( Read more... )

Today was a terribly bad day ( Read more... )

I have important English homework to do and it is late, but still I sit here, not doing anything.

I'm too busy enjoying this rare moment to myself, sitting in the quiet eating Little Debbie chocolate chip snack cakes and drinking a cold glass of milk with my stuffed dog on my lap.

This moment is too good to ruin with mindless busywork.

Nights are always the worst time for me. Loneliness hits harder when the sun goes down and the ache of not having someone to wrap myself in gets stronger ( Read more... )

I wrote a poem. It is a new poem. I like it. I hope you like it too.

( brand new poem. love lorn as always. )

I hate that I like you. I hate it. Life would be so much easier if I could just forget about liking you entirely.

It's just that I think too much and sometimes my brain and heart race and I create too much stress for myself and I think about all the bad things in my life and everything starts to hang over my head but then you come in the room ( Read more... )

How strange to hear his voice again after so long. I didn't even recognize it at first, but then I remembered only he called me "Jess Jess" and then I realized.

It was almost nice to hear from him again.

I won't call him back.

It's funny. You have the ability to make me laugh and smile and act horribly immature, but then you have the ability to make me miserable ( Read more... )

I've started to have selective hearing when it comes to you. I can choose to turn my ears on or off depending on the tone of your voice and the faces you're making at me ( Read more... )