Basically this is the only place I can write exactly how I feel. I smashed another one of Ace's homies, so he hasn't talked to me since the end of September. If I could go back, I'd do it all over again. I met a cutie from Cali, and he really likes me. I think I might date him. Ace texted me the other day. I told him to do me a favor and leave me ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wonder if Nick and I haven't dated anybody since each other, because we are meant to be together.

I regret staying for as long as I did.

But here it is. Ace started dating a this girl like 3 days after I left his house in the city. He fucking ripped my heart out, and now karma is fucking him, because this girl ripped his heart out. The karma of fucking a good girl over is the BITCH you end up with ( Read more... )

I really wonder how different my life would be if I never even noticed you that day in the bookstore. If I had no idea you even existed. What other guys I would have noticed, or given a chance to. Maybe I STILL wouldn't be over Nick. Who really knows? I don't know if I met you for better or for worst, honestly. I can't figure it out. I can't wait ( Read more... )

I'm starting to think I have a problem. Every time I look in the mirror I think I'm getting fatter and fatter. I keep pointing out things I hate about myself, and nothing that's good. Nothing looks good on me and when I say how I truly feel, people tell me I'm annoying or I'm wrong. No, I am a whale. I know I am. My arms are fat, and legs are short ( Read more... )

Now you say you want me and that you like me a lot? You want to see where things go with us? Why, because you don't have anybody else right now? I know how you are, you haven't changed and you will never change. You don't even do any of the things that I like, or that I'm looking for in somebody. You don't want to make me happy, you want to make ( Read more... )

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I miss you really hard right now. I miss being your big spoon. I miss how you always made me be your big spoon, and how we'd switch through out the night. I miss your kisses on my forehead while we slept. Those are the ones that meant the most to me. I keep debating on whether or not I should tell you this, but I always decide not to. It won't ( Read more... )

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