why do i let people get inside me?

i HATE fucked up mornings. one person says something, ur running late, u dont get enough sleep. and thats all it takes to fuck over ur day. one stupid peice of shit to go wrong. it all begins in the first minute. and once it begins bad it takes almost the whole day to recover. i hate these types of mornings. i hate THIS morning.

it ran through me again today. i thought it was finished a few days ago but it came back for another jog through my soul ( Read more... )

I can't imagine all the people that you know ( Read more... )

Bad Moments:
1. being dirty from all the dust for nearly 10 hours.
2. getting dirt in my eyes every 5 minutes.
3. being sick.
4. some wasted guy who looked like hector and danced like ryan staring at me for 20 min and most likely thinking disgusting thoughts id rather not think of.

Good Moment:1. running into enrique, korinne, vanessa, becca, and ( Read more... )

i think im back to me

i hate:

missing shows
people not wanting to be with me
me
my mom
my neice crying
my family
my house
being alone
boredom
the emptiness im feeling right now
my cold
being sick
my dad for finishing all the doritos
my nails
my face
my messy floor
school
miami
being alone
my mom
homework
responsibility
life

it NEVER fucking STOPS!

there's ugly in our water

...it tastes like the smell of the paint buckets in my 5th grade art class

my mom makes life so FUCKING enjoyable

i dont know why every time i talk to her i get angry or i cry.

how does she always manage to weaken me, and destroy any self esteem i have?

i need to move out of here soon.

i'm not sure how much longer i can last.