cop fills on the highway; we rock it or I'm dying.
bad idealism, smashed lightbulbs across jocks heads
it's fight or fighting.

why does everything have to be announced to the internet in your fucking life? grow up. some shit is ment to be private ( Read more... )

maybe if you saw some good in your boyfriend who tries so fucking hard, you wouldn't hate your life so much.

i just woke up and im in the library and i already feel like shit. this is going to be a long day of papers, web design homework, and then work all night.

somebody come into my life and make me happy.

sad.

i miss you.

im sorry i am such a bad boyfriend. i ruined a really good night. i cause most of this. im so sorry ( Read more... )

drag a chair across the floor. scratch your name into the wood above the door. you gave it your all, you're finished here ( Read more... )

depressed sick tired achey discontent antsy. 90s dirt volcanoes and other monstrous monstrosities. I'm grasping at things I'm incapable of acquiring. everything. coffins and cold nights.

you could make this better, help it progress. less of a mess. the effort is absent but the hurtful words are still flying and causing volatility. behind people's back talking shit isn't cool. it's something that even friends aren't suppose to do ( Read more... )

guilt trip me on livejournal some more about something I didn't even intentionally do.

get mad at me about saying something to your little guido friend who hits on you/said shit about me.

RATIONAL

cause that kid is so muchc ooler than your boyfriendboyfriend.

ripped to shreds.

everyone goes behind my back. go to bed. relentless efforts lead to the destruction of my head.

dontblinkorbreatheorsayanything

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