I know I've made countless comments about letting go. But everyone knows I haven't. So here we go. I'm writing his letter, I'm writing his novel. I'll believe he meant it when he said I didn't mean anything to him. Not half-heartedly believe it, but completely. I'll accept the fact that no matter what I do, he doesn't want anything to do with me. ( Read more... )

I turned on Decembers - Hawthorne Heights, put on his old clothes, read his old notes, and let every emotion I had for him come out. It was kinda beautiful.

I'm hoping they're all gone, but I don't know.

I'm lying to everyone.
I'm sorry, but I can't stop it.

I'm falling so fast & so hard.

I know how he feels. But if I could just hear it from him, I think it'd make it alot easier to accept.

I'm an absolute fucking wreck. And now pretty much the entire school knows ( Read more... )

steve. steve. steve. steve. steve. steve. don't think of him. think of steve. everything's going to be okay if you just think about steve instead. he's a nice boy.

i want to die.

HAHA. YOU GUYS WILL SERIOUSLY NEVER GUESS WHO I'M GETTING THE MOST RIDICULOUS SCHOOL GIRL CRUSH ON.

LMAO. SCHOOL'S GONNA BE INTERESTING.

my family didn't do anything special for me.
my boyfriend didn't do anything special for me.
my friends didn't do anything special for me.

i don't really like people making a big deal out of a birthday, it's just another day. i'd at least like SOMETHING to show you notice though. fuck this. i hate my relationship.

you promised you'd talk to me when you got back.
you promised you'd sneak out  & see me.
you promised we'd do something on my birthday.

happy birthday kristen.
it sucks. thanks.

i hate every single one of you for making me take a chance with him.