Oh, you, my beloved fans.... If only you could see me now. I'm sitting at home, my eyes are all red and puffy, my chest hurts, and I feel nauseous. It's been 4 days since I found out about J.C. I can't help but think it's my fault he's dead. I mean, I'm the one he wanted, I'm the one who could have made everything so much better for him. ( Read more... )

Well, it's been a while. Sorry, I've been mad busy cause I just started my own poetry forum and it's a pain in my ass cheeks to run. :) So anyways: That whole Keith thing: I gave up. He's got a new g/f now, and for some reason, I don't care as much as I thought I would. I'm just pissed cause he's basically throwing away our friendship, and ( Read more... )

Isn't it amazing? Two people who will inevitably part by the time they're adults falling so deeply in love that they refuse to let go without a fight? But isn't it painful, when only one of those two young people feels that way... That's what I'm going through right now... I'm so deeply in love with Keith, and I know I am, I've never felt this ( Read more... )

Yup yup, I got drunk as hell last night. And you know, considering some of the shit that happened (which will not be mentioned, sorry :( ) I wish I was one of those people who can't remember what happens when they're drunk. But yeah, so I have a hangover. My head hurts like a bitch, and right now, I've been sitting around trying to think of whom ( Read more... )

Oh god today sucked. Except that I stayed home and slept all day. I talked to Keith (My ex boyfriend), he's picking me up for school at 7:15 tomorrow. Woo hoo. I really should start telling the boy what's on my mind. Even though I know it's only going to get me hurt because I know he doesn't feel the same way about me. I know he's flirting ( Read more... )

Umm, well this is my first entry here. I can't guarantee I'll remember to keep this updated, but I shall try. A little about myself: I'm 17, brown hair, green eyes, kinda ravish-goth, i guess. Cliqueless. I can't stand school academic or extracurriculars, I hate cheerleaders, simply because I know no one can be that happy all the time without ( Read more... )