there are just some things that you don't ever let go, and you go your entire life holding onto. holding onto that thing hurts, it hurts like hell, but never would you even dream of letting it go.. letting it slip away. sometimes the pain will be all you have. sometimes the pain will be all you'll need. for me, my happiness is driven by pain.

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i'm not sure of anyone, anyone ( Read more... )

!! today is my birthday, yayyyy for me. credit goes out to skyler for being the first person to say happy birthday, as he did at exactly midnight. further credit goes to michael bradford for being the awesome friend that i don't even deserve. sometimes you need to hear things like "fuck what you deserve" to realize that it's not all about yourself ( Read more... )

i want to see the most depressed of people become the happiest. i want to watch people fall in love. i want to see the waves crashing on the beach on the other side of the world. i want to buy a big broken down house and fix it up to be beautiful. i want to go on road trips, and make the best of friends that i'll never see again. oh, and i want you ( Read more... )

these next few days or weeks should be interesting, and quite eventful. someone in the back of the room yell out 'hypocrite!' and i'll hold my left arm up and tell you that's me. i can be anything you say i am - i can live up to it, that's a promise. this is the part where i start telling myself what i am and stop listening to the voices i don't ( Read more... )

it's cool to know what you are talking about, or to appear to.

i have the opportunity to run away, i do. the chance to get away from this giant mess i've created and find myself placed in constant warm weather with palm trees and a clean slate. i can take the easy way out and scurry off with my tail between my legs. yes, i was seriously considering wussing out.. because hey, i have the chance. no. no. ofcourse ( Read more... )

this starts tomorrow, i start tomorrow. excitement is on overload.

"forgiveness is to heal yourself, not the other person"
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - my mother

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