so, i'm google images searching for a chandelier, and of course, i find this:


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at least once a day, everything in my body just drops as if you've just found out someone died. that feeling of sinking, but its from nothing. or its from hearing something or things like finding out your dads texting your aunt..because thats the person he said he's leaving your mother to go live with. then checking his phone that night and seeing ( Read more... )

i'm getting drunk and sleeping in the crawlspace, alone.

day one, getting over it.

i'm looking into night classes at fsu.

which would mean no more night work..
which would mean no more wendys.

and if i had my way, i'd get the job i want on hanscom and have no more dunks either. i mean god, i just can't do customer service anymore. lets just face it, i'm not that customer-friendly.

i got really sick yesterday out of nowhere and in the middle of trick or treating with owen i bailed, went home, passed out ( Read more... )

i miss them. zach won't be able to leave his house/be recovered enough to function until mid-december at the earliest. paul will be in icu in his coma for about four more days..and he's looking at serious criminal charges and then jailtime ( Read more... )

...like right after i posted the last thing, josh called and asked me to go with them.

so yesterday i found out about zack and paul's car accident, i was up most of the night crying and i sat in silence for over an hour with josh. but does he, or sarah, even think to ask me to go see zack and paul with them today ( Read more... )

i can't count the numbers of mistakes i've made, but i'm going to let the lessons i've learned from them teach me and everyone around me how to fix it, and how to move on. i'm going to use those mistakes as building blocks on my morals and how i live my life. i am unpredictable, because i am complex. i am who i am because of what i've been. and ( Read more... )

on the night before my birthday, i got extremely trashed. i bought scratch tickets and lost. later, while me and zack were laying and talking, i went on and on about how it didn't matter because i'm going to make millions one day from writing a best-selling novel or ten and i'm going to make something of myself.