I want my life back.

oh man, i need to get my stuff together because i keep tearing it apart and blaiming it on everyone else and you keep gluing me back together everytime you refuse to let me leave and you kiss me before i fall asleep, and I wouldn't trade you for a thing in the world. The world is so big and as of now I am convinced that I want to see it all with ( Read more... )

I'm going to be okay.

I seriously want to give up. On everything ( Read more... )

Henry's is dumb and not giving me enough hours, so I'm getting a second job.

Any ideas?

I need to stop worrying about stupid things. I just feel like everything in my life is about to fall to peices, and regardless of all my plans to keep it all together, it'll all be destroyed. But knowing my stubborn personality, i'll pull out a bottle of glue and work to keep it together, and i'll fail and i'll be even more dissapointed ( Read more... )

heya, what's up for halloween?

Ah, tonight was such a waste of a good outfit and of my time an it kills me to know I'm about to fall asleep in the worst, most uncomfortable mood ever.

sweet dreams.

( I feel more confident about my writting when it's behind a cut. )

I feel like I just went back into history.
trust.trust.trust.trust.
ugh.
I suck so bad at this.