No seriously.

People need to stop fucking spreading shit about me. Whether it is true or not is irrelevant. The point is that it's no one's business but mine. If I confide in you, the events of what go on in my life, don't you think that should remain confidential? As a friend, why are you not looking out for my best interests? What the fuck did I ( Read more... )

 When I look back and read my old posts from even 2004, I see a more intelligent person than I do today than when I read what happened to me say, last month. How did I lose that kind of wisdom and thought splicing writing style? When I write about daily stuff these days, they seem so shallow and void of any kind of feeling. Yet the stuff that I was ( Read more... )

There ain't nothin like waking up from a bad dream and checking Facebook, to realize that the nightmare you just experienced HAS ACTUALLY TRANSPIRED.

WHAT.
THE .
FUUUUUUUUUCK!


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...I've tried so hard to cleanse these regrets"

Those big x's I carved into my arms five years ago are faint but still there. Most of them on the underside of my arm are almost gone, but you can tell that I crosshatched a pattern on the top of my left wrist. Sometimes I think that it was really stupid to have done that because I could have turned to ( Read more... )