for once, I'd like to have friends that were fucking reliable. i'm so irate right now. im so fucking lucky that i have myself. fuck everyone. everyones worthless.

I can't seem to write today and its the only thing I want to do. I have this urge to produce something worth someone else's time. So why am I at such a block? You'd think with the immense amount of things going on in my life, I'd have something.

A few quick blurbs since I need to shower.

1. I'm getting help.

2. Heath Ledger passed away today, quite sad.

3. I'm moving to Pittsburgh in July.

4. I am very interested in someone these days. But not getting my hopes up.

I just want him to come home, even though home for him isn't where I am ( Read more... )

I'm happy right now. I'm at a good place. But I won't fool myself into thinking that this is as deep as I wish it was. I know that a temporary lapse isn't getting past things ( Read more... )

i hate reading my old posts ( Read more... )

life confuses the fuck out of me.
everything was going so good. i was finally happy again, and i thought i was over it
texted him the other day to see if he maybe wanted to hang because i want us to be friends. he meant a lot to me ( Read more... )

people amaze me ( Read more... )

i love you not knowing things
i love you being close to not existing to me
but mainly
i love you being so far away

youre nothing to me anymore
and you dont even know it
it makes me laugh
its like a sick pleasure seeing your ignorance

its safe to say i dont miss you a bit

I really don't like anyone. I am the first to admit that I am moody. But MY LORD I can not deal with people being two faced and having 3-4 mood swings a day. I can deal with resentment towards me when it is deserved but not like this. I have been nothing but nice to everyone I have come into contact with for the past 2 months. Yet all I've gotten ( Read more... )