'i'm scared to death.'

the truth is, i love you.

i have finished my first year at northshore with all A's, i am moving in to an apartment in salem with lauren, i am living the single life for once, and after four years, things are finally going somewhere. it's no wonder i can't sleep at night.

my boyfriend doesn't like me because i won't sit and watch the state of the union address with him. he told me that that was "a complete turnoff." i now feel like the biggest idiot in the entire world. (*&@#i just wanna laugh.

her friends tell me i look a lot like her when she was younger, and papa tells me i carry so many of her traits. i spent most of the week in my grandmother's closet. all of her clothes and shoes were gone, except for five of her best dresses. most of the time i would just sit and smell them and imagine her walking around in them, her hair and ( Read more... )

she's gone.

i don't want to feel content anymore. i want to feel home. and believe it or not, home is coming back into clear view.

i can write whatever i want in my journal. suck a dick.

i don't wanna do this without my best friend.

when you spend roughly two years of your life loving a person, it's hard not to hold on. really hard.

i told him if he hung up, that it was the end.

i heard the dialtone. we're over.