I'm starting to really hate myself.

Whether or not I fulfill my dreams, I will die trying. Time to change. I'm starting to like changes.

"Whatever happens, happens..."

And there's nothing I can do about it.

Woah. There's a lot more people out there reading this thing than I thought ( Read more... )

Because it's always fun to imagine, always fun to pretend. The faster you die, the more boring it gets.

Yet I was still alone until the end of the night. =/

I'll be sure to have a girlfriend next year.

1 "AJ I don't think that's a good idea".
1 "Yeah sure, but you should ask someone else because I have to work".
1 "Surre!!!!".

I think different people think of different things when I ask them to be my valentine...

Nice guys finish last but if you think about it why would that be a bad thing for a girl?

This entire journal is living proof that I contradict myself way too much. I have no alignment. I'm spread out all over the place. I have such big dreams yet such small motive. I spend more time dreaming up what I want than actually going for it. At this rate I'll never confront reality ( Read more... )

Hmm, I wonder...

I'm just a prisoner, can't you see?
Will you be my key?
Locked inside of what we could be
Will you set me free?

Let me out as deep, as far, as high
I would take you with me at the same time

I'd create a place where we could love each other forever.

This week is going a lot better than the last!