i got a job at a bank.

im back at my moms house.

Rylie is amazing.

keep at it.

let me tell you i do work.
dont stop get it get it.
im good.
holla atcha boy.

I hope that our few remaining friends ( Read more... )

from my sickness to my cure. always to far away. my reach is blocked by a shadow of deception. created constantly to instigate a chaotic touch to my already unorganized life. a plea for help. happiness almost achieved. travel. again. heat. longing to breathe. but dont forget to...Just Breathe.

I Can't Believe It's Not Murder

im slowly losing my sanity.

I destroy emo kids lives.

maybe i should just end it.?

I'm such a fuck up.

I FUCKING LOVE THIS TOWN