cut youself open, spill your guts, sew yourself shut

[xsoulxsurfinx]

I WANT EVERYONE to do this. okay? leave a comment on this, and i seriously want you to spill your guts. tell me you life story. go on as long as you want. but i want total honesty. cut yourself open, spill your guts, sew yourself shut. simple as that.tell your hopes, fears, past, dreams, desires, anything. but tell it. and i will love you forever

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[xsoulxsurfinx]

okay so my name is maureen. i have been here for 16 years. on earth i mean. well maybe if you count my fetus time it might be 17. i dont know. when i was little i was always scared of my father. i still am. i hate the man. he yealled at me today because i told him i had an a in algebra and he told me my english needed to be better. wtf. i got freakin ap. he expects way too much of me. which is why i run and row. because he doenst have the ability to correct me. he thinks i need to be perfect. the one time i have really ever fucked up, he only worsened the situation by like ten million times. i fucked up really bad three fridays ago. i made it through thank god. i dont really believe in a god. i love my brother. so much. this kid is amazing. and im proud he looks up to me. my mom is amazing. i love her too. shes a nerd and we have nerd fun together. i have never had a good sense of balance or grace, though i was a really good gymnast and a really good irish dancer. i have no booty dancing rythm, but i can irish dance. i play my bass and it makes me happy. i learned feel good inc by the gorillaz yesterday. mudvayne's bassist amazes me. i love music. i have boy problems often. im dating drew again. we do dumb things to each other. but i think he means a lot to me. there is one boy i will never get over ever. his name is devon. and he fucked me over. i care way too much. if people get mad about something i have recieved, i would rather not recieve it. i hate conflicts. all the time. i cant stand it. people need to be more sensitive to each other. i cry all the time. im eMO. i dont know what i want. i have actually thoguth i was depressed. everytime im left alone to think, i make myself sadder with my conclusions. im a sucker for a sweet talker. or flowers. i miss my car. i am wayyyy too trusting. i mis matt mercer, and i dont want to. i want to hate him. but i cant. i am very jealous of a girl named sarah f. i was very excited to go to prom. i feel like i have no friends often. i want to run. but i cant. i want to go to europe one summer. i really want a vw bus and i want to camp on the beach for an entire summer. i miss jay garcia. a lot.

that is me totally and completly. hope you learned something.