If I were a musical person, I would probably write a song on the guitar about the time I met your brother Scott, and how we were almost going to possibly fall in love.

It's not okay to be on the verge on panicking all the time ( Read more... )

no one thinks i'm good enough to do good.

I am going to start applying for jobs elsewhere this week. Maybe next week. I will. I will! I am going to. I am going to do that ( Read more... )

I don't want to live in Greenville for another year because I feel like I'm wasting time. Time that could be spent ideally, seeing new things, meeting new people, working a different job. Hopefully a job that I could feel more passionate about. I'm tired of going through the grind with the sole purpose of saving money. I know it's financially ( Read more... )

Making new friends is hard, but I still think it would be better than this ( Read more... )

I didn't think about you never thinking about me again. You, who threw my bag of talk tokens to the bottom of the ocean, on another planet. For God knows whatever I was talking about, which made sense to me, and may still make sense, although of course I can’t remember what it was. Made your brain bleed; and I'm sorry for playing the music too loud ( Read more... )

Whenever I wished that heartbreak would go away ( Read more... )

Everything about your character is very cliche,
and I cannot figure out why I care about trying to win you over.

Epidimos: you hooked up with him st patty's day
Epidimos: jess
Epidimos: i Hate you
Epidimos: with all my guts
Epidimos: I hope nothing good ever comes to you ever again
Epidimos: I truly truly am sorry I and my friends ever met you