last wednesday in akron was definitely interesting ( Read more... )

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the hour demands, but never provides. raw fingers too sticky with blood to grab anything besides the wounds. all the pain that accompanies them. waking up never really happens until it's forced upon. every morning leaving that bed just another ritual that never results in. you smell the scent and imagine how good it might taste to swallow. but ( Read more... )

mmkay, so i absolutely can't take this anymore.
i am so totally done with having feelings.
i have decided that i will go back to my old ways for a while;
making out with boys without acquiring feelings for them.
it seemed to work back then, so why couldn't it work now?

now, i'm not saying i have feelings for this boy ( Read more... )

once upon a time, amanda had a shitton of pictures to show you..

( don't look here, the joke's between your legs. ♥ )

Good freakin' weekend ( Read more... )

mixed signals definitely rock my freakin' socks off,
that's for sure. i love when i don't have a clue what
people are thinking. especially when i really, really,
want to know. i like boys. maybe even a certain boy in
particular. i'm not entirely sure, but it's relatively
possible, eh? who the hell knows what to do, though.
trina and i were giant ( Read more... )

I hate feelings.

Feelings are bullshit.

FUCK FEELINGS.

/end.

Happy Birthday, Brian Paul Donaldson.

I know I'll never see you again, but I just wanted you to know that I miss you. I think about you every day, and you still mean the world to me. You'll always be in my heart, and I will always regret losing you. I love you, kid, and hope you have an amazing birthday.

love, Munduh

&& i can't get up when you're gone.