I hate it when you're right about me.
I hate it when you're right.

I hate you.
I hate the way you make me feel.
I hate the way I can make myself think something, but you know how to pull it right out from under me.

I hate it.

I hate the way you look at her.
I hate, hate, hate the way she looks at you ( Read more... )

I'm a day late, but happy birthday to my favorite little Tabby Cat. You're getting to tall for your own good, you little rascal. I know I haven't been around much this year, but I'll come see you some time this week to give you your birthday present and your birthday noogies.

Stay golden, Tabby Cat.

Life has been ridiculously busy. Sometimes I hate being a junior, but at least, the recent business has all been good ( Read more... )

Basketball season is finally almost over which means I might actually get my life back. And by getting my life back, I really mean soccer season starts up all over again ( Read more... )

She locked the window. She took off the bracelet. She quit soccer.

I know I screwed up, but I didn't plan for this.
I didn't plan to get a girlfriend.
I definitely didn't plan for it to be Em ( Read more... )

The world turned right side up again ( Read more... )

How do I say how mad I am?
How fucking pissed I am at you ( Read more... )

I fucked up.
We fucked up.
We all fucked up.

Everything is fucked.

Noah still isn't home.

Everything is wrong.

She's quitting soccer. No, she quitPast tense ( Read more... )

What have I done ( Read more... )

Puck could feel her heart racing as the end credits began to roll. It was Love Actually, a tradition she and B had recently started. B stared intently at the screen and Puck stared intently at her. But not for the usual reason. Her face felt hot as she swallowed hard and gripped her blanket tightly. She could see in her head Mark's card as he ( Read more... )