Here are my "possible broken foot" symptoms ( Read more... )

I am done with you. Correction: I want to be done with you ( Read more... )

I'm the girl that usually lets everything go. If a guy doesn't like me that's fine, no matter how much I might like him. But I don't want to have to see it ( Read more... )

This week has really kind of sucked to be honest. Besides Wednesday with David Cook's cd premiering that night and ch-ch-chinatown inviting me to go to the AMA Red Carpet with her, this week really hasn't been all that great.

( the LONG explanation of my weekend/life but I just need to rant )

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I spent $40 on gas and put probably close to 400 miles on my car in 2 days for you to end up on my flight. What a waste! At least I got to talk to you. And then you aimed me tonight. That was new. Cause you NEVER aim me. I always end up aiming you. I hope that means things are looking up. Now if I can just get up the balls to ask you to lunch.

I probably spent about $90. I probably drove about 400 miles. I probably was there about 15 hours. I probably sent about 20 texts. But for sure I spent 2 fucking days in Tacoma for you to not get it.

I need to figure this shit out fast.

Every night this past week I've had dreams with either Bryan or Pierson and it's really starting to bug me. I hate how dreams can seem so real and you get everything you want... but in the end it's all for nothing. Ugh I'm sick of being lonely.

The smell of cigarettes on your breath, breathing on me ( Read more... )