Another sleepless night... At least the sun hadn't come out yet this time.

Funnie thing. While I lay awake, I think of the most harmful things. I need to talk to Mrs. Kimball.

She's got green eyes and she's 5'5"
Long brown hair all down her back
Cadillac truck
So the hell what
What's so special about that
She used to model, she's done some acting
So she weighs a buck 'o 5
And I guess she's alright if perfection is what you like

And I'm not jealous, no I'm not
I just want everything she's got
You look at her so amazed
I remember way ( Read more... )

I don't want it. Keep it.

I don't know what I'm doing.

Lisa was supposed to drive home today after the bar/club thing but, well, she got drunk... and humped a guy... and made out with him... in that order. If I had known, I wouldn't have take the however many mixed drinks and the too many double shots that people kept buying me.

I thought about calling someone to come get ( Read more... )

Events listed for the next few weeks ( Read more... )

This list isn't for anybody. It isn't because this is what i expect from anyone because I kinda know that i won't get any of these things unless i get them myself.

1. An eisle. Cost as less as 19 dollars.

2. A keyboard, or better yet, a grande piano.

I'd love to recieve a personal lesson by gackt. teehee. I've never heard of someone so determined to ( Read more... )

So my parents are trying to convince me that I shouldnt' do what makes me happy; that as long as whatever I'm doing makes me a lot of money, I SHOULD be happy ( Read more... )

FUCK YOU AND FUCK EVERYONE! Just wait. Just fucking wait. As soon as I turn 21, i'll drink myself to an early grave. My stupid self and my stupid addictive personality. No body understands and that's the hardest part of life. I've been searching and searching and fucking searching for someone. Someone who understands or at least someone who wants ( Read more... )

You stopped caring when I cried. Maybe you stopped caring altogether. Maybe it's not that i cried too much and was unhappy, maybe you just completely stopped caring about me. Not if i cried or not. Not about my feelings but just about me. About my health, my happiness, my love for you. Maybe i got too old and imperfect and where i used to be ( Read more... )

Many people try SO HARD to hold on. It's human nature, to not let go. So why is it that some of us want to let go so badly? Because we are all broken and no body's perfect.