i looked to you to see the truth.

i almost started a fist fight last night.
but i did hit the shit out of her.

you've lost the light in your eyes
and as dead as they may seem,
i pray that the moon is beyond your travels.
come back to earth.
i miss you. i want my friend back.

i've decided that i will turn my bedroom in my parents house to a semi-work studio. it's carpeted so nothing messy can be done (and by messy i mean involving paint) but that's what quasi backyards are for.

damn i used to write stupid shit in this thing. of course i will probably look at this a few months from now and think the same about the present.

because that's what girls do when they're dead inside.

coming into austin today. arrive around 3 but i need to do a lot of catching up a my mom's house and pondering before i set foot outside. love you guys. call me.

trying to pull an all nighter at school while holding back the tears ( Read more... )

i put myself out there and if you don't like it you can kiss my ass. i'm emotional lately. emotions+stress = one fucked me.

the worst part is, you would never have let people treat me like this, and yet you've gone and done so yourself. sometimes i feel so lost without you.

what i am doing is wrong yet nothing stops me from doing it.