this is the old me and current iteration meet: depression.

i feel like a cymbalta ad.

what is my life now...wow post-nicotine me gives painfully clear perspective.

this sucks ass

even my teenage angst has a body count

twelve hours without a cigarette forever. i can already feel the fat start to gather. i guess my seven week hiatus from working out is done ( Read more... )

it's time to get back to basics

i really think out of all people you shouldn't make me feel bad about being single. you're really fucking lucky to have who you have and that i flirt with your boyfriend as much as i do with you so really MIND YOUR BUSINESS AND KEEP IT MOVING.

i broke my gaydar last month and my moral compass now points at the wrong pole all the time now. i'm feeling more broken than usual and i think it's starting to show. moments of vulnerability suck.

whoever said if you can't find your own happiness, make it a liar.  i'm so overwhelmed and saddened by the neverending wave of circumstance that is life right now i'd rather just die than keep dealing with it. so morose and yet i find it is the only truth i can stand right now.

i live a life not yet lived.

i need to get out of here

and yet ( Read more... )