I am in Scotland right now. Trying to be stronger than that girl in my old entries. She was so angry and sad. She's done a lot since the last time you met her. True, she still get's sad and angry and things, but her life and her emotions are hers ( Read more... )

Hi, It's been a while.

My hope will one day fade ( Read more... )

You know, I write in this thing for now reason. I usaully write things that I'm feeling so poeple can see it, but I don't want sympathy or pity or people to say "oh shannon" or "stop saying that about yourself" because you know what, I can say whatever I want about myself. And if I feel like a fat slobby nothing that spends her time reading romance ( Read more... )

So here I am again. Sitting in a strange room that smells funny because I must be here. I want to be home. There are so many people who are counting down the days when they come back to school. I, don't know what I want anymore. I am seriously question my talent and future career in music. And whoever reads this leaves me a "shannon you know your ( Read more... )

All I have to do is put on the right music,
and i can cry.
I cry so much. And I can't tell anybody.
I just want some friends.
People I can call my own friends.
I want friends.
People who look at me in the hall way and i won't be invisible to.
I hate being invisible.
And I am here.
I hate it here.
I hate it.

"Something tear inside of me. I wanna cry but I can't . It's like something inside me keeps ripping but I can't cry. I think how alive i am, everypart of me that is cells, protons, nutrons, hair, eyeballs, nervus sistem, brain...I want to live so bad." -Push ( Read more... )

I will not make the same mistakes that you did ( Read more... )

You know, sometimes, i just lean up against the wall and press my cheek to the coolness of it, just to remind myself that i can feel. I know that sounds really cliche and emo, but it's true. Sometimes you need reminding that you can be touched, and your skin will feel it. I need something i can lean on, something solid and real. I mean, a wall is ( Read more... )

This for once is a happy entry. I wanted to write about library boy ( Read more... )