some people are so fucking typical it's disgusting.
meaning. find your own self. and not what you find in others.

sarah.

I get so used to saying no, that when I so much as think yes, I begin to stutter.

it went away for a week or so. and now i have to relocate it from the back of my mind and sort it all out. put the pieces together and make them RIGHT this time. but i am so fucking confused it is going to take some hard hard thinking. it seems so easy. just reach that thought that keeps poping up and stick to it. but i am scared. scared it will ( Read more... )

i have a little red sack. it tells me he loves me and that i am gorgeous!

thankyou bethany!! xoxoxo

it is so strange when it is all there. spread out for me to read and take in as who & what i am. there are so many times when i do forget. so the second i realise. i am speachless. brain twirling with anxious neverendings. as i try to explain it to myself again. i understand so much. but do nothing about it. im stuck. and confused. and i want this ( Read more... )

feeling horrible and all i can hear are screams coming from the tele in my room. where is my kat ( Read more... )

tim is living here now. he is funny.
it was easter. i ate chocolate. mashpotato. salt.
i bought cds. lunch & dinner. we made dinner. dirty tofu.
we flashed ourselves. maybe a little too much.
3 spiders in the hallway.
and my homework is still sitting there!!

sarah again.

i think too much. and then i think too much again. and then i just upset myself.
this feeling is me here forever in the same thoughts never knowing why or how.
im so fucking sick of this train. round & round.
yes i know. but it doesnt work that easy.
i need someone, something, now.

sarah.

I got a broken face
I got a
I got a broken face
Uh-hu uh-hu uh-hu uh-hu ooo
I got a broken face

[today sucks]

so strange. feeling so very strange.. anxious. just weird. i have butterflys in my belly..and on my birthday too ( Read more... )