This is fucking horrible it's the worst feeling in the world. Love has got to be the biggest killer. When it gets fucked up and no one knows why but still remains beating your heart pump pump pump. I watched my fingers roll up my sleeves and slip beneath my skin.
no end

I need a job this summer. Or at least something to do. Otherwise, I'll die. I will die because I hate myself too much.

All I have is the people that make my sloppy life have pages and numbers on the pages, otherwise it would just be sludge trekking through sludge losing in it all I want to do is rot.

I will never be melodramatic. I will never cause you any sort of bullshit fake pain that is there just for the sake of being pain. I will never post a status on facebook talking about how I hate life. I will never make my personal life public. Everything I feel will be real, it will be real. It'll be real like Donna ( Read more... )

I do not always like it rough. Sometimes, it is too rough.
Like tonight, that was too rough. I can't come home to the same thing, always myself, always.
I'd like to put it in a fire.
Gargle. We try.

Returned home. All I want to do is sleep.

"Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself ( Read more... )

Ted, that bitch, just discovered my livejournal. What a hoe.

Did I make a mistake
Did I just fuck up
Don't hate me because I couldn't do it
I heard you on the phone and I thought the love is thousands of miles away
and that's no way to do it.
It wasn't time, but it had to go.

The only thing I've really noticed about college is that now my feet smell worse. Do I have a foot fungus? Please no.