I'M SITTING HERE IN MY LOGGER SWEATS
&&MTV SWEATSHIRT, BRAND NEW SOCKS, &&
BOYSHORTS. MY HAIRS A CURLY MESS, AND
I'M STUFFING MY FACE WITH CARROTS AND
RANCH, AND WAY TOO MUCH DIET COKE. I'M
TALKING TO A BEAUTIFUL BOY, AND REALLY.
YOU DON'T BEAT THIS. =]

get over meeee.
please.

sick. i cut my bangs so you'd stop.
so you'd stop saying how cute they were.
so you'd stop telling me to never cut them.
so you'd stop trying to make yours just like mine.
i cut them straight across. lame. out of style.
but no.

now, i'm edgy. retro. wtfff. STOPPP ( Read more... )

i'm not okay with this.
i'm freaked out.
this is not okay.
i have a hard time sleeping.
nothing like this
has ever hit this
close to home..
nothing like this.

not someone i knew.
not someone i'd talked to.
not someone i'd laughed with.

i wouldn't say a friend.
but its still,
far too close for comfort.

nothing like this
has ever hit this ( Read more... )

im so sick of hearing ( Read more... )

i've never felt lonlier
than i do now. ever.

i'm worn out. &&needy.
and useless. and frantic.
i try too hard. and put in
too little. i'm just so
up&&down i don't know
which way is left and which
is right and all i want to
do is not feel..

lonely.

i'm going for a big change.
i need something new. i need to be new.
its going to happen. this week;;
it should be amazing. radical.
how about fucking incredible.get my paycheck friday. &&thats ( Read more... )

this post is entirely for andrew.
he, is my good friend. we talk a
great deal at night time. yeppp.
he called me drunk lastr night. it
was pretty sweet. hahahahahahhaha.

tonight. i met a lot. of people.
yes i did. i love alex. i love jamo.
i love erin. i love carson. i love tim.
man. i love. lovelovelove.

i'm so
physically
emotionally
drained. i
just want to
sleep. sleep.

but i can't.

prom dress shopping.
ugh. welcome to my hell.