I haven't gotten outta bed in 2 days.
Fuck. Everything. Besides shane.

Words can't really describe how i feel today ( Read more... )

Nothing is coming out right, my thoughts are running together, i have no idea what is going on.

Everything is going on around me, dishes being washed. Games being played, the gentle rocking of the yellow-green chair that is so perfectly placed in the corner of the apartment. Laying here staring at a blank screen i want to write everything that is on my mind but i know that i could never find the right way to put it into words.. I'm okay.. I'm ( Read more... )

I just slept more than 14ish hours.
I'm cranky.
I'm still tired.
I'm cold.

I want shane here. Everyday all day.
I feel so.. Shitty.
I feel like i want to sleep more.
More pills.
More sleep.
Goodnight.

I have all this shit on my mind.
I don't want to think anymore.

I've finally cracked.

Taking sleeping pills.
good fucking night.

I really don't like the thought of me making you angry, I don't like knowing that i did something wrong to piss you off.
I fucked up.
I always do.
Your happiness is important.
I won't do it again.
I promise.

I miss you already, I'm too clingy. I'm afrid i'll drive you away..
I'm afrid you won't want me anymore.
I'm thinking negative.
I'm shaking badly.
I'm sweating.
My arms hurt, and i am tired.

Help me.

Your not here yet.