all good things come to a fucking end don't they? i wake up this morning to a letter at the end of my bed from my uncle brad, i have to give him my house key and be home by 530 from now until i move or i don't have a way to michigan. sweet, huh? basically. fuck that shit. i'm entirely too pissed off to be at school right now, i'm about to go AWOL. ( Read more... )

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well; let's see. sixty-two days until i move back home. i'm really honestly scared. i wonder if anyone really still thinks about me, i wonder if i'll do something with my life if i come back, i wonder if i'll be happy with vernon, i wonder if i'll actually go to school. i'm so afraid of all the things i don't really know about right now. i'm still ( Read more... )

audrey barnett wrote me this in my poem book/life book/journal. lol ( Read more... )

RIP JOSH DITMORE
i know you hated me.
but tiffer loved you =[.

i'm sick and tired of being lead on. it hurts...and i don't exactly show it. i mean he was the one that wanted to be together he was the clingy one, he was the one who called me 100000 times a day to tell me he missed me or to hear my voice, and now...i guess i'm the one who is being annoying...goddamn, i can't do anything right. i'm not attractive ( Read more... )

this boy is purely amazing.
+18125846504 (10:01:44 am): hey girl, i miss u :( 78a IMS ( Read more... )

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