The sickness I get every year has seemed to set in early ( Read more... )

There's always a time when growing up seems a bit out-dated...like it should happen to other people rather than yourself...And when you finallly come to realize that that was asking for far to much, the bricks start falling into place.
It's not the idea of leaving. It's not the fact that I've been looking forward to this for so many years it's ( Read more... )

I leave massachusetts for good in 10 days.

Oh God, please help us all.

It's the fact that I hate everything about myself.
I hate every roll, every fat cell, every blemish, zip, pimple, blackhead
I hate ever split end and curl.
I hate everything about myself and the way I look.
I hate my eyes, I hate my nose, I hate my teeth, I hate my fat.

I hate me.

Amoxicillin has never sounded better.

I can't do it.

No...No, I can. I just don't want to. I don't want to leave, I dont want to move. I dont want to meet new people. I dont want to have to share a room. I dont want to have to eat bad food. I dont want go to classes. I don't want to have to pay to come home.

but I want it all...I want it all, only a year from now...now this year.

I ( Read more... )

I get out of my own head sometimes...and I'm well aware of that. Today was one of those days, where you put all your good judgement aside, you put everything you learned about people aside...and you attempt to re-learn somethings...Like, how to trust people, how to understand things, how to cope, and how to be the person that YOU want to be...not ( Read more... )

I want them to stop this nonsense.
I want him to grow up, to stop acting like a child.

I want him to stop ripping that family apart. They need each other. They depend on each other. Cant you see that they are the other half of each other. They are the only person they know have each others back. You can't break that, no matter how hard you try.

Grow ( Read more... )

You were the first person that made me feel like that. I think of it now, and I feel this rush come over me...You know when we met, I knew you weren't going to be the one. I knew it would never work. I had to work in order to get your attention, to keep you around.

I was never your type...

And I could never talk to you like a girl should be able to ( Read more... )

Running is absolutally shreadding my legs and taking every ounce of life from me.
...yet I love it, Its vigorating...it makes me feel better...
like, after running a mile, and walking back to the car, my legs are all jello-like, and I like it.
I like when I keep tellin gmyself I cant finish the last 50 feet, I like when my chest feels like it is ( Read more... )