you should try living with two miserable problem-drinkers who you're responsible for seeing after basically every second of your life. imagine carrying your mother to bed 2 or 3 nights out of every week because she's too drunk to make up the stairs by herself. think about what it's like to come from work at 9:30 at night to see your mother passed ( Read more... )

I have a problem. I have always had a problem. I've had problems since I was born, since forever. I was made incomplete, defective, fucked up, ruined. I've tried to be okay-sometimes i succeed for periods of time, sometimes i fail miserably, sometimes i am just in psychological limbo and it's like being a ghost of a person. no amount of therapy or ( Read more... )

you aren't him, you never will be...that's why i love you ( Read more... )

There's nothing that says "you're a hopeless fuck up, a depressive headcase" more clearly than having a teacher-someone who's had daily contact with you for 4 years-look you in the face and ask "are you OKAY?"

And to that, I said "No, I'm not."

And I'm not. I pray I'll get to go soon. It woud make it far easier on everyone.

it took him months, years...of carefully calculated, well-planned, flawless psychological games...to hurt me the way he did. you....it takes you no effort at all...every empty look and every breathless sigh is another plunging of the knife into my back...a lifetime of lacerations, but you have finally made them bleed. i hate you, with a fiery ( Read more... )

Mmm this is quite productive...It is technically wednesday now. I have successfully completed two of my 5 summer reading essays, and i find myself fat lazy and unmotivated to finish the other 3. I am a procrastinative bitch. Oh well. I have also had a very interesting day. After making peace with my shamu-like bod this morning, i proceeded to pump ( Read more... )

for the first time in a very long time, i feel pleased with myself. proud to be me. for once. finally ( Read more... )

i used to, once...a very long time ago...i used to thik you were perfect and that if we were together, life would be perfect and i would be happy. as i get older, and wiser, and i learn more and see more, i start to understand that's not how it is at all. for so long, you were this beautiful illusion to me, and i thought you were so kind and so ( Read more... )

i hate school. kill me. NOW.

dear jake ( Read more... )