my stalker finally reappeared. acting...awkwardly snobby/hasty. hard to explain but his presence weirds me out ( Read more... )

I'll tell you later. 

Why do I just fuck things up further when I try to go about fixing them?
Why am I such a drawn in, closed off creature?

maybe all those things my mom says about me when she is mad are right.
I don't care about other people. I am selfish. I don't love anyone.
How did I land here?

I may just run away somewhere without telling anyone. 
don't think i won't. 

someone steer my plans for the next few days and make me do homework. 

flicking through free stuff on craigslist, i could have SWORN i read "Free Used Grave"
you have no idea how fast i clicked on it, not because i plan on kickin' the bucket real soon, but i was interested in details for sure! 
like, who used it?
Why is it free?
Why is it no longer BEING used?

bummer for me when I realized it was an add for "Free Used ( Read more... )

I was up till 2am writing my story, which should give you a good idea of how bad it probably is. it's hard to keep your head clear and grammar appropriate when you've been staring at the same letter pixels for double-digit hours. but, it's gone. we'll critique it wed ( Read more... )

it's now nighttime and I can no longer focus on my writing ( Read more... )

I'm depressed too.
I can't handle this.
everyone around me is blah. no one is thriving.
what is going on?
i miss the happies. 
i can't even picture what they feel like now.

[also, I can't imagine sledding without you.]

seems this lonely bird is gonna be even lonelier real soon.

i'll never be able to keep what I want without my feelings changing, flattening, appreciation fading ( Read more... )