Oh man. I wished it had never ended. And it did. And i've found you. But I'm lost trying to figure this out. What to do. If even I should say ( Read more... )

I've decided a lot of things. I was looking back at a lot of old friends' pages and just getting caught up in that whole "growing up" thing, which has me miserable, mind you. And I think about how I don't talk to half the people I did four years ago, and that I really liked most of those people and would have been content if I had never met ( Read more... )

So I was watching this video online for my final in Mass Comm Theories... and in the last segment, there was a story about a 13-year-old boy who killed himself because he was being cyber bullied. And he was a lot line me. And it really made me think that that could have been me. Sort of ( Read more... )

Lately I've realize that I've dug myself a bottmless pit in which I have nothing but myself and my word. You know it's bad when I come here, because I only come here in times of desperation. When there is literally NO ONE... like right now ( Read more... )

do you ever get so mad that your head starts to spin and you get that feeling like there's a hole in your chest and every breath you inhale goes right through you? do you ever get that feeling that you're so irate that your stomach becomes a bottomless pit and you and feel all your muscles getting tense? do you ever get so pissed off that you grind ( Read more... )

too bad my best friend is a lying sack of shit.

i'm really sick of being a fuck up ( Read more... )

My life inevitably fell apart at the end of my freshman year of college. After three easy years, I started fighting with my best friend.... constantly. Because of what some stupid bitch did. And everything else in the world just happened to fall in between us. Cool ( Read more... )

its funny... how little things leave your mind for a while.
but when they come back, the kick your ass.
to not know what he was like...
or to have not tried to save another...
to have not done this. or that. or everything.

so long sweet summer.
as sweet as bitter could possibly get....

but i love the way you roll excuses off the tip of your tongue as i slowly fall apart.
CUZ THIS WON'T MEAN A THING COME TOMORROW

All this talk about getting sober. I'd like to see it really happen. Because if it does, then there's no purpose for me any more I suppose.

eighteen forever. so we can stay like this forever.some things never do ( Read more... )