yesterday made me smile ( Read more... )

I think I need to start pulling it together ( Read more... )

when your going to bed at night, lie there quietly to see if you can hear me crying ( Read more... )

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On sticks and sand, lost my money, lost my hands.
Blood on my brain, too much salt in my veins.
And I thought pain was clean.
And I thought hearts were strong.
But bones aren't sticks anymore.
And a day is far too long.

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im going to try to better myself.
no more cussing.
no more pointing out werid people.
no more junk food.
and i'm gonna love the ones i love.
and just accept the ones that i just don't like.

my mom doens't understnad me.
& i try real hard to help her understand.
i can't find my swim suit for try outs tomorrow.
& i can't fucking remeber where i put the letters that ricky wrote me.
fuck.

we both like our jeans stiff.
<3

If you don't have a clue about life, then I'm happy to say neither do I.
Although I'm not going to shrug my shoulders & suck my thumb.
Not this time.
There are one or two things that make me smile.
And I could say that it's quiet clear that many may not agree.
But the more you try to pull it apart.
The harder I will try to never depart.


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