I mean it just than the whole world.

Hey livejournal, fuck you.

you hold my deepest, weirdest, teenage thoughts. I'm drunk and fuck you. Five years later, NOTHING HAS CHANGED.

You're what keeps me believing the world's not gone dead.

All that matters is that you're mine for the moment.

I want you to stop talking/breathing.

I know it's over...but I just can't bring myself to get rid of that picture.

I wish I could wake up to that every morning.

OH YEAH.

Crushin'

I got a car today!

I'm starting to love life again :)

I miss...

being happy.