Ouch.

I hate boys.

Especially ones that cheat.

Anyone have any glue?

I hate things.
I hate being lonely.
I hate missing people.
I hate when people that I need to help myself exist go away.
I hate when I freak out about stupid things.
I hate that I try to hard and nothing ever works for me.
I hate everything about myself.

!FUCK!

When I die, I want to be cremated. I want my funeral to be a ceremonial dance around an enormous bonfire on a beach during a full moon. The people that matter to me will smear my ashes all over their nearly-naked bodies and they will quiver and undulate in every direction and think only of me and how much grief I put them through. The dancers will ( Read more... )

I woke up Saturday morning and I couldn't breathe. Not much has improved since then. My throat is solid fire. My lungs are exploding from my chest. Someone at Graham recently had whooping cough. Fucking bastards.... When will you learn to keep your diseases to yourselves ( Read more... )

I like to pretend that I am pretty and skinny like Fiona Apple....



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Really stupid stuff like these.

I had a crush on a Starbucks girl once....

I'm falling away from myself ( Read more... )

I never write in this anymore.

What do I mean anymore? I never wrote in this before.

But I REALLY never write in this... like, for real this time.

I always forget about these journal things. I'm not very good at documenting my daily life.....

.esuoh siht ni niw t'nac I

...erom lley reh edam tsuj taht tub ,reh rof ti od ot dereffo I

.ti tuoba EM ta gnihctib si ehs taht skcus tI .ti gninaelc ylsuoenatlumis dna ,si moorhtab eht ssorg woh tuoba gnihctib si rehtom yM

.sdrawkcab etirw ot dediced ev'I ,erohw a hcus ma I enciS

that no one ever reads this thing. But that's probably attributed mostly to the fact that not many people know about it. HAHAHAHA.....haha.....ha.....

.flesymetahi

.evadevoli