I think life is really going to be something different from here on out.

I hate being a fucking stepchild.

if i have to look at one more fucking video game i will shoot myself. i need to get out of here. ONE MORE WEEK.

I have been feeling terrible. I don't feel like I have anything to offer to anyone. There was a time when I thought I was a person worth getting to know. Creative, charming, fun. Something died in me somehow. I don't have anything to say to anyone. I don't have an opinion on anything. I'm boring and stupid when I'm drunk, and I'm boring and stupid ( Read more... )

I just spent twenty-four hours with my family. Every time I do that I end up calling my dad in hysterics. I made my cousin a card and a little bunny rabbit with polka dot bows tied around it's ears for her baby shower gift. She didn't appreciate it because it didn't come from Target and it wasn't wrapped in plastic. She doesn't know that I didn't ( Read more... )

People with family and hometowns seem to be happier...

This sucks. I wanted everything to be different.

I'm going to be awesome in about two years. I'm going to be a really good teacher, with a really nice apartment in Asheville, and a couple of cats. And my boy? So he says.

I need to move off campus. The people here make me want to blow my brains out.

I just wanted to be in love and be together. But it didn't happen like that, which I guess means it wasn't meant to be. I'll be sorry for the rest of my life, I know.

I don't know how I feel. Mostly lonely, out of place, and missing Matt. It turns out it is way harder to be in a long distance relationship when the other person cares for you. It just makes it that much harder to be away from them.