I still ilke you. I still fucking like you. I will ALWAYS like you. My mind will perminantly replay the good times because that is what i do. I cling on to the good things in my life because everything else is shit ( Read more... )

So... I thought I left my parents house so I didn't have to deal with the texts or calls saying "when are you coming home." I have a friend who likes to do that...but of course when I am home she's shut up in her room with her boyfriend ( Read more... )

Submitted both poems to APIQ Live anonymously. I think I'd cry and freak out if I had to do it myself.

I keep hearing Andy ask "why are we together"

In the back of my head, something is bothering me. I can't quite place what it is even thought I'm sorting through my feelings ( Read more... )

So, I don't understand why my parents take 0 interest in my life. When my sister was in undergrad they went to and stayed at Stanford SO MANY times. and they haven't toured my campus once. IT's like they don't care ( Read more... )

My self esteem just keeps getting lower and lower...I don't know what's sadder, that it gets lower or that I do nothing about it. I truly am a really pathetic human being. :X

sometimes I don't feel loved here...but I suppose that's okay, I don't feel loved anywhere. at least not all the time.

What's the point of doing well in school if half the time I wish was dead.

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I have not written in here in SO long. >.>

Also, I've realized that a lot of people at Davis who see this are going to be so confused.