Listening to this on repeat,
Crying my eyes out, bawling
In an empty apartment...
Never again. :)

 Everything keeps falling apart on me. Why? I keep trying so hard to hold it together. Maybe the why should have come AFTER that sentence?

Life goes on,
But I'm gone,
Cause I'll die
Without you

I haven't felt like that in a while. Wish I could even pretend it was a good ache.

I find myself fragile and insatiable. I wish there was a point at which I could be happy enough to believe things will turn out well without constant reassurance.

On the bright side I love to cuddle and I don't kill or even harm people.

For sale. 5 dollars.

Aaaaah, 24/7 missionaries. Even through a text message, I can still feel you looking at me with scorn. It's fantastic how jealous you are of my freedom from your crutches. If you want to ask me directly I'll say it--I am a practicing heathen. If not you can continue to assume you might convert me. xD Seeing as I'm a very sexual being, I often get ( Read more... )

I've truly sacrificed myself, for people who I knew did not care about me. And I don't regret it, it was just practice for the one who loves me back, for whom I will give my life as I know it. I love you, my beautiful, we'll be together very soon. I'm counting down the days until I can truly, comfortably say we are together, and the best thing is ( Read more... )

Sometimes I feel like I am living proof that anything is possible.
Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad,
usually, it's both.

Sometimes I feel like I am living proof that everything is simple.
And sometimes I feel like I am living proof that everything is complex.

I'm the exception to every rule, every law, every conclusion, every moral, every sin.

I ( Read more... )

Every time I saw a happy couple I would become furious with longing, wishing I was a part of it. I'd look at the girl and look at the guy, and I'd always say the man was far too ugly and that I wanted the girl to myself. If they were lesbians I'd become ten times more depressed. The feeling I get now is different. I don't really care about them. I ( Read more... )

Haha, uhm. So my surgery is in one week and one day. I am loathing the thought. I am looking forward to these massive headaches going away, but my god, I'm going to be risking my life...  Holla, emetos! Hellow New York, hellow Missouri!~

If I die, uhm....I should start writing a will, but I really don't have anything that great. My parents can sell ( Read more... )

It's so bad that I can't even begin to talk about how bad it is. It's so bad that when I say I really, seriously don't want to talk about it, I mean it. I think this is the end. I hope this is the end.