I'm running out of love.

There's just no pleasing me I guess. I try and I can't get to highest level of happiness. Sure, I have fun with my friends, absolutely. Then I get home and miss everything that just happened and start to think all way to much. My mind is racing and I can't get it to stop. I tend to do my best thinking drunk, last night I was miserable. Everyone ( Read more... )

wish list

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The past couple days have been fun. Recap: Warped Tour, Jayme, Chris, waiting in line for hours for a press pass, getting lost in the people, all the bands, great pictures, tour bus, Kelly Clarkson, JT, bbq, Boston, Allson, Mike, drinking in the tropics, photoshoot, sleeping, Budget truck blocking my car in, arm breakage, ambulance, rain, Mike's ( Read more... )

keep your friends close; and your enemies closer.

It's July 27th and no one cares. No one ever fucking cares. About anything, except themselves. Hello America.

In a couple of weeks I'm going to make probably one of the biggest decisions of my life. I think A LOT of people are going to be mad at me. And if they do get mad, that just shows what kind of person they are. I'm doing this for me and I really can't handle the stress and pressure of everyone from this whole situation.

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are you fucking stupid?

yes or no?

It finally hit me. I thought it would be longer than this. I had to leave work. I am a fucking mess.


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