I really don't trust anyone, and I think that's something that makes me sad. I trust the wrong people, and send the ones that actually won't hurt me to hell. I need to organize my thoughts.

do you think about me now and then?

Man oh man, I forgot for a second how hard life is, but I'm right back on track the reality train, and it's not going anywhere miraculous...well not for now. I miss what we had, but was it ever there? Was it disguised by the infectious chemicals that enhanced our bodies everyday? Truthfully, I thought we were on the same flight, but I don't see you ( Read more... )

See you at the crossroads, so you won't be lonely...

miss you, childddddddddddddd:[

Is it really healthy to like people? I don't feel like I gain anything from people, so why should I spill my thoughts, my feelings, myself to them? To gain what? Insignificant pity? Indulgence in the fact that I was weak and spilled everything onto one person? Am I labeled as insane now for wanting to spend my life having no connections to people? ( Read more... )

I miss you.

I feel as if I'm that incompetent 16 year old, sitting in front of my computer and writing futile aspects of my life on this site. Now, I sit here, almost 20 years old still incompetent of making decision and a mind feeble to accept this world as the "world" we are jocular to be apart of. Improvement? I think I'm worst than how I was when I was 16 ( Read more... )

Life is rather interesting, I shall say. I have adjusted my life style just a tad. I quit doing any type of drugs, I used to drown myself in. It's already about time I stop, I was too caught up in the drug world for way too many years; it really fucks you up and unfortunately you never realize it, until you stop. Shit I used  to weigh like 115 and ( Read more... )

Somewhat, somehow everything is more bright,

Fears of life are flushed down the toilet.

I know now better than what I once knew.

I have been at rock bottom for so long; it’s a good feeling to have climbed out.

I have accepted the fact, but it makes me feel weak, when I think I have to rely on something.

It’s difficult to grow from concrete, ( Read more... )