I've been keeping myself high
And keeping my creativity stimulated.
Maybe this is what I'm supposed to do.

I say I'm over him.
I say I'm over him.
I feel sick, and not the kind of sick that I was struck with earlier on this week.
It's more like that sick feeling in your stomach that you get when sudden realization hits you.
I just realized that our lives are heading in two completely different directions...
and they may never meet up again.I've been ( Read more... )

So, I was watching this episode of "Charmed" today.
Phoebe (one of the sisters) got turned into a banshee because she was in deep emotional pain.
And it hit me.
That's how I feel.
Like a fricking banshee.
Ready to scream out my anguish until I make someone feel the way that I do.
Completely hopeless.

I took my GED test today ( Read more... )

I miss the way that he made me feel.

I don't want to admit it to anybody.

Because nobody wants to listen.

Everyone just tells me that he's a jerk, so I should forget about him and move on,

But he is the furthest thing from a jerk that you can think of.

I just... I keep remembering the nights that we spent, just cuddling and talking about the future. How ( Read more... )

Now, I don't know this from experience, but I'm pretty sure that, looking back on it, it would really suck to have your virginity taken by a one-night encounter.
But I'm a hundred percent positive that it really, REALLY sucks having your virginity taken by somebody who meant something to you... especially after they don't see the same beauty in you ( Read more... )

How could things have gotten so bad so quickly?

I finally sent him an e-mail, telling him to fuck off and find another girl to drag down.
If he isn't going to talk to me or listen to me, what's the use in waiting?
He changed when we moved in with his mom.
Suddenly, it's like he was afraid to show affection for me in front of her.
I should have seen it ( Read more... )

I am in the process of rediscovering myself.
Be back when I find the girl I lost.

I'm trying to look up a little bit.
Look on the bright side.
[Even though the bright side never seems to show itself]

Really? You want to know how I am?
ABSOLUTELY FUCKING CRUSHED.
I go to sleep so stoned that I can barely keep my eyes open, just to keep from thinking about him.
But somehow he manages to sneak his way into my dreams.
And when I wake up, I ( Read more... )

He still isn't talking to me.

I knew it was all going to end one day.

Tried to gear myself up for it.

But I had no idea that it would be this bad.