NEW ELJAE.

addme.

I feel like poop.

The emptiness consumes me.

I am no longer whole.

Words do not, will not, can not express all of the emotions inside that are whirling around screaming to be let out.

I want to run and lie in the street and wait for the next car to run me over so I can't feel any pain.

Life would be so much better if there was no such thing as emotion.

Why am I this insecure?

I can't wait until next summer so I cang et as much reading done as possible. It's jsut too hard to read during the school year.

I have so many books I want to read, you have no idea.

Does anyone else feel this alone?

oh help, oh help me
reindeer pulling santa's sleigh
knocked me over dead.

Forgive, forget.

I need to think of my topic for my college essay.

I was thinking aobut embellishing on my trip to Florida (aka when I met Alex) but I'm not sure.

Ideas?

The Keys to Your Heart
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Happy 6 months Alex.

I love you babe.

Stay safe in Chicago.