You're the only one I have, now. I love you.

I'm so confused. It's like choosing between two ice creams. One you've always loved and you have it every time, and the other one's new and exciting, but you're scared to try it.

I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do.

Fuck. I'll just eat chocolate.

This is going to be an awesome year!

Goals:

-Get a B in math
-Fall in love with something or someone
-Get to know one of the drama kids really well
-Say more than "hi" to Jordan
-Go to temple at least five times
-Read Revelations
-Lose ten pounds
-Stop crying
-Smile
-Become more comfortable
-Write a poem that I'm really proud of
-Sing a song
-Control temper
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I'm just kind of upset, I suppose.


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i don't know how long itll be till they catch me here ( Read more... )

Dearest readers. To you, those few, who still pay attention, I am not going in public until I'm better. Just so you know.

Manic Attacks ( Read more... )

I just wish school would end. I want it to end so bad so I can leave everyone.

Why do you always want to leave them each year?
Well I'm not very sure because the answer isn't clear.

I know they don't understand and I just get so sick ( Read more... )

I WAS THE ANTI-LOVE ( Read more... )

I followed all the recommendations.
I stared at the paper.
I got inspired.
I wrote.

And it was bad.

So I tried again
and again
and again
and again
and again.

And then I decided to stop because no one's original nowadays anyway.