I'm sure I'll delete this emo shit later. None of you read it anyway. I'm just one of those people on your friend's list you skip over unless I'm posting pictures ( Read more... )

A Stream of Consciousness:

Shortness of breath. Nausea. Hightened heart beat. Shaking. Panic attacks.

I think I detox from people.

I miss people. Hate people. Confused with people. Frustrated with people. Love people ( Read more... )

Laugh and the whole world laughs with you. Cry and you will cry alone.

Deja vu is a fucking bitch.

Time to get back on my feet again. It's just hard with that icky stabby feeling in my heart.

I can do it.

Hugs, plz ( Read more... )

I have come to realize that I am just a huge blob of emotion.

Eeeeewwwwwww. Gross. D:

I'm utterly confused, scared, worried and feel oh so wonderfully alone right now.

. . .

Got up early, found something's missing:
My only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck, and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second,then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.

No one's calling for me at the door ( Read more... )

Heeeeeey LJ. Sup.

Still lost, confused and generally unhappy!

But hey, not as unhappy as I could be. I'm learning to depend more on myself, instead of others. This is good? Yes.
I'm also sorry for the the stereotypically vague LJ posts. My problems right now are just rather personal, and I don't feel comfortable expressing them here. Sorry, ( Read more... )

Dear Life,

I'm lost.

Please send something to help me find my way.

Love,
Alex.

Here. Have a picture or something!

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Nyaaah. I feel crappy.

This feeling of such loneliness is icky-yucky and I can't shake it ;-;

Aren't I just an adorable little black hole of need?

Dun worry, my emoness passes quite quickly ^^;; I'll probably regret writing this in the morning, just like I always do *le siiiigh*

Carving my pumpkin, carving my pumpkinnnn~ My pumpkin's smile was wide. Evil, cute, familiar. Been carving the same amazing damn pumpkin for the past 3 years.

I heard a song come on the radio~

"Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.

Let me ( Read more... )