Alright. Let me just lay it out there. I don't know where to start but I have to start somewhere. This is all because of Becky I realized. Saturday night...could have been just another night and it was. Just another Ypsi dance party...Just another night of drinking whiskey out of a mason jar in some sweaty basement with tons of wasteoids and ( Read more... )

the rain and cold have been flooding the earth every night. i asked him if he had a boat and he didnt want to answer me. nothing i try no matter how strong makes things any easier. there are no more caves to crawl into. the water has washed them away.

ok...lets just be honest. I can't shake this...and sebastian tellier is making me want to throw myself head first into the jaws of a shark.

i hate you sebastian tellier.
leave me alone and let me fall apart without your help. you do this too well.

I must say ( Read more... )

tad hamilton shmamilton. im not into chick flicks lately ( Read more... )

I'm tired out of my mind. Worked to death and drugged out for what feels like weeks. You only realize how long the days really are when you stop sleeping through them. And you start observing them in full. None the less....Things still feel like they are in a super gigantic state of upheaval...and yet...Things have also been a nice mix of fucking ( Read more... )

all we ever wanted....was everything....

all....we ever got...was cold.

I want a day to come where I'm not tired or cold.

Tim and I are getting haircuts tomorrow.

I'm currently stealing baby pictures from my mothers house.

Today must have been the last straw. It started out with a song I have never even heard just waiting for me on a record in my bedroom. its pressance made me type out all my massive bullshit to unload on him in one big burst for the last time. I'm losing my mind. He knows it. I bet he feels absolute pity and disgust for me. and he very well has the ( Read more... )

im gunna make it through this year if it kills me.

it's the strangest thing. Somehow he stole my idea. Today the only thing running over and over through my head was...dear diary...I am fucking miserable. Let me just say one thing. This isn't entirely my fault. My misery and lonesomeness isn't equated to myself alone. I can thus far blame for sure nobody else. But I can't accept full responsability ( Read more... )