moving.

ask for the new address if you want.

no gaurantees.

he's not mine. he's their's and im just worthless. i think he thinks everything's fine again. i wonder what i should do with the picture..

missing her. and her and her and her. and missing summer and wanting to say more than i can.

i feel sugar high. so of course the only logical thing to do is eat lots and lots of nerds :D

why the hell is our christmas tree still up??

the food my dad and jane were eating looked just like the insides of that lady who got plastic surgery. i threw up. god i feel sick...

did you know its about you?

my plans never work out...

why do my birthdays end up so fucked up?? dont feel guilty (please dont!) it was inevitable. its not your fault. i should be stronger. just know that i love you so much.

10...15...5(?!) do you know what this is? i hope its a good hour or so tomorrow. because tomorrow's well............i hope you know what it is.