sameshitdifferentday.

still in rosenblum.
still polluting.
still afraid of your touch.

does anyone even update this piece of shit anymore?

p/s- scatch out my fucking record.

damn.

Crazy crazy crazy.

Been impatient at Rockford for two months.
Went to residential for four days.
Now in partial at Rosenblum.

A lot of things are changing. And I think I'm ready this time.

24 days without cutting. That is a new record for me.

And I'm so fucking stoked about it!

"These are the best years of your lives" That had better be a lie. It will get better... right? I think so. I hope so.

I have a problem. I have an addiction. I have lost any sense of who I am, or who I was, or where I'm going. I can't distingish between reality and fantasy and right and wrong and what is even "normal" anymore. I treat and use it like it's medicine or the answer but it is the problem. And I hate myself for it but then I love myself for it. I mean ( Read more... )

The littlest things can mean so much.

+ The pretty earings Charlotte gave me
+ My new maccaroni necklace from Meredith
+ X-mas card from Troy
+ Coffee ice cream
+ Finding $100 in a parking lot
+ Laughing with Janessa at 4:30 in the morning

+ When people don't have to care but they do anyway.

Me and J-ness went to see this show on mainsteet last night. It was alright but we had fun so its all good ( Read more... )

I have until January 15th to get out.
Hopefully I'll make it til then.

I have to call my aunt to see if she'll let me live with her.
I also have to start packing soon.

Another wonderful birthday
A merry christmas
And a fucked up new year.

I wish I could go see the ocean soon. I want to see what it looks like during the winter time. I can picture it being very eerie but at the same time having a sense of serenity to it ( Read more... )

Sparkly dresses, tacky decorations, and slutty grinding, may do it for some... but it just dosn't do it for me. Homecoming was everything I expected it to be. Lame. After the dance was fun though... three cheers for vodka and for my eighteen dollar dress ( Read more... )

Homecoming is this week. No dress, no date, no plans. And my new haircut is impossible to style. But I'm going dress shopping on friday and were trying to make plans so hopefully things will fall into place. I dont really give a shit though, I just want to do something before and after the dance and hopefully get mad drunk too ( Read more... )