head first in halos
DISCLAIMER: the following is written in erica-nese, many will not be able to read this. some will try but i must warn you, you cant read it bc its probably about you...good day fucker.
its monday...and on thursday i will be going home. I really cant wait, I miss the city, the beach everything i even miss work (but dont tell bobby that)
formal was pretty awesome, as with anything there was drama but i really feel like with every day i get a little better. i mean i know that obvious but theres gotta be something im still not getting that holding me back. I never hold on this long what am i missing, i thought it was because someone else has proven to be better then me but its not that at all, if anything were very much alike. i still have this void, a huge gap thats not letting me get it.
its got to be that im still here and i know i shouldnt be. I think about chris alot, i guess just out of habit. I mean realistically im not gonna think about anyone else, there really wasnt anyone else that i loved. I mean chuck was my first love of course but i mean i was so young and i still am i still can find someone i just see so many undeserving ppl happy and i wanna punch them till they die.....
habitually music is my heroine and i swear my shuffle is jet set on ruining my life. Any song that ever made me cry plays rapid fire on blast. thank you itunes you evil bitch. "farmhouse" and "until the day I die" back to fucking back
hmm i feel a needless breakdown coming on:
until the day i die...god i remember sitting in my room like a year ago crying and feelin like a complete tool because of him, i didnt even know what was coming. until the day i die i spill my heart for you... it true i am but its not a bad feeling and a letting go feeling
and you yellow number 5 you sir are the captain of colonoscopy, i fell so hard and its like i didnt even exist outside your bedroom to you. I have never met a more backwards person then you, i could have saved you from your destined tragedy, but nope you love the misery. i dont even have the ability to feel sorry for you no one can meet your standards just let life go, just do what it is your good at sit alone and jerk off...no one else need to feel they way you have made so many ppl feel.
giggle goose...man i wish you werent such a man whore you could be so perfect, but you really only saw the oppurtunity looking back at you from a mirror and since there really arent any laws again marrying a reflection my advice would be for you to do just that.
oh polly... you really should have just turn around and run i mean lets be realistic here, what ARE you thinking, your just like all the rest of these turds you will be next door in minutes.
uggggggggggggh i gotta go i got a thing...
its monday...and on thursday i will be going home. I really cant wait, I miss the city, the beach everything i even miss work (but dont tell bobby that)
formal was pretty awesome, as with anything there was drama but i really feel like with every day i get a little better. i mean i know that obvious but theres gotta be something im still not getting that holding me back. I never hold on this long what am i missing, i thought it was because someone else has proven to be better then me but its not that at all, if anything were very much alike. i still have this void, a huge gap thats not letting me get it.
its got to be that im still here and i know i shouldnt be. I think about chris alot, i guess just out of habit. I mean realistically im not gonna think about anyone else, there really wasnt anyone else that i loved. I mean chuck was my first love of course but i mean i was so young and i still am i still can find someone i just see so many undeserving ppl happy and i wanna punch them till they die.....
habitually music is my heroine and i swear my shuffle is jet set on ruining my life. Any song that ever made me cry plays rapid fire on blast. thank you itunes you evil bitch. "farmhouse" and "until the day I die" back to fucking back
hmm i feel a needless breakdown coming on:
until the day i die...god i remember sitting in my room like a year ago crying and feelin like a complete tool because of him, i didnt even know what was coming. until the day i die i spill my heart for you... it true i am but its not a bad feeling and a letting go feeling
and you yellow number 5 you sir are the captain of colonoscopy, i fell so hard and its like i didnt even exist outside your bedroom to you. I have never met a more backwards person then you, i could have saved you from your destined tragedy, but nope you love the misery. i dont even have the ability to feel sorry for you no one can meet your standards just let life go, just do what it is your good at sit alone and jerk off...no one else need to feel they way you have made so many ppl feel.
giggle goose...man i wish you werent such a man whore you could be so perfect, but you really only saw the oppurtunity looking back at you from a mirror and since there really arent any laws again marrying a reflection my advice would be for you to do just that.
oh polly... you really should have just turn around and run i mean lets be realistic here, what ARE you thinking, your just like all the rest of these turds you will be next door in minutes.
uggggggggggggh i gotta go i got a thing...