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11:27 PM
I should be preparing for a camping trip for tomorrow, but I can't seem to make myself. I'm in this state of mind where I don't wish to do anything but listen to music that will keep me in this certain sad mood. It's like I have nothing to really be depressed about, but I'm just not happy...I feel as if I should be taking control of my life and my ( Read more... ) -
Save.
I wrote this months ago and I just needed a place to save it ( Read more... ) -
What nees to be said.
" I'm beginning to resent you, and it scares me ( Read more... ) -
Home.
I miss home.
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Frustrated.
All I want is a real date. One where I don't have to ask for it...One that I don't have to wait around and then have plans change because he's too lazy to get his ass up and get ready. One where he's sweet, we talk, and he treats me like his girlfriend. Not one where I get upset at him and then him tell me he didn't even want to go in the first ( Read more... ) -
I don't know.
I don't know anything anymore. I don't know how to feel. I don't know what to think. I don't know what to do. I don't know how to live happily in a world filled with hurt. I..just don't know ( Read more... ) -
Untitled
I moved hundreds of miles to be with you, and you don't appreciate any of it. You treat me like I don't even matter to you. I'm not worth your time, so you ignore me anytime we disagree. I'm tired of feeling so hurt. I'm tired of you making me feel like shit. You're not the person I once knew. You're someone different. Someone mean, someone who ( Read more... ) -
Fortune.
I had my doubts, and I still do...but I'm happy ( Read more... ) -
Scared.
I'm scared to leave everything behind ( Read more... ) -
Christmas.
So here I am on Christmas eve in an airport. Its surprisingly not something that I'm feeling bitter about. I'm going home. I just spent a week in Texas then a week with my mother. Let's jut say my week with the boy was a whole lot better, but that was expected. I did enjoy the time I spent with my mom, but her husband( ew ) started to get on my ( Read more... )