March 2009
waited
It’s hard to think about the positive when the bad is so strong around here, but I’m tired of things being so bad. When they can’t figure out what’s wrong with you, it makes me think of how all this is really actually bringing the family together. As much as I would hate to believe it, but it’s really working. I honestly thought you’d be helpless from the past,...
headlights
I’m not really sure what this is doing to my image. I’ve severed you from my side becasue I can’t handle your incompetance anymore, and to be honest, I feel like I can’t settle down and be content with something for much time at all. Because right when I sit down and start to appreciate my surroundings, and something obscure has to come along and fuck everything up....
breathe
Suprisingly, this isn’t as great as I thought it was going to be. I’m floating in space and lost in hallucinations.
This is a stupid Tumblr
hypnosis
My days seem to be getting better and better with all the time I spend with you. I need noone else at all.
I have nothing else to say, but I love you<3
hard life;
Starting to panic, and think about everything. I don’t care about these stupid pity things. And obviously that movie didn’t really prove anything to me about my addiction. I’m willing to quit, but a morning filled with carcinogens is wayyy better than one without. Trying to stimulate myself on cups and cups of coffee just isn’t doing the trick.
Right now, my body hurts....
words of the jew,
those that look only towards the future, will never learn that they miss the true simple plesures of the present. but to those that dwell to long on the present, learn that the will not have a future to look foward to. the median is those that plant the seeds, have a snack, then smell the roses -Elliot Williams
Russian Excuse
I know things have been hard for the past few days, and I promise to never fight with you ever again. Someone brought something very clear to me, do your own thing, have your own friends, because if I’m not killing your bromance, he’ll have nothing to talk shit about me for.
I care, but I don’t care about alot of things. I have too much on my plate right now to deal with who you...
hinkle
I’m scared that things will get hampered, and you won’t be the same. Like you’ll quit caring about me and this will all be a waste. If things go that way, I’m going right back to my old ways with my old fucked up friends. The ones you don’t want me to hang out with…
I’m not excited for a certain someone to be looking at me tomorrow. I really hate being...
Foreshadowing
No fucking matter what, there’s no way I could ever hate you. I’m sorry baby. I love you so fucking much.
Don’t you ever get tired of me, just stay by my side forever
amour
I feel good for coming home and telling my dad I love him. Overalll, I’ve had an adequate day and great time spent with my boyfriend.
<3
I’m a creep for caring so fucking much about you. But I really can’t help myself.
Preminition,
Maybe if I was faster I could have saved you. Maybe if I knew before hand, I would have tried to prevent this… Maybe it was for the best. Maybe it’s to show I have a good memory when it comes to things like this.
I’ve had the weirdest night, and in less that 24 hours, I’ve become a recluse and refuse to come out of my room. Thank god my dad is the only one who cares. The...
fall down,
I’m not really sure what this emotion is, but I don’t want to be around people. And you told me today in class that I can’t do this alone. But I have to. I can’t have people feeling sorry for me. What happens happens. I’m just in the weirdest mood, and I don’t know what to do about it.
Like honestly, I could go for months and not talk to anyone or come into...
detached
When I drew the connection, I pictured my life as Mitch, and you as Morrie Schwartz. I just see the slow progression, and I really don’t want to believe it. Like it’s a joke, but I know better.
We thought it was bad before, but really, it’s so much worse right now. But I’m sitting here and I don’t even know what to think. Like the shock, or sadness, or the anger...
oceanic
i have the strangest feeling right now, but i know something is wrong, so i don’t think i should sit and ponder about it. i need you to cuddle with me right now plz.
i’m ready for my weekend time with my boyfriend.
really.
soured
Because you aggrivate me to hell, and we get in these pity fights, and you did what you wanted, do I still get what I want?
Against the wall
Things are getting really weird around here. I’m not sure what to think. You told me they’re moving in, and then you ask me if it’ll be fine to move in 2 years half way across the country. I just don’t want to deal with this shit anymore. I have so much shit on my mind that I can’t even think straight. Everything is a blur, and I’m waiting on what I want to do....
stereos
I can’t help myself, because I’ve run away from my past. I can’t help to post about how fucking happy I am right now. The first initial thought about moving 1200 miles was to take you with me. If I had to move and never get to see you, I would fucking die. Friends stay side by side. But you’re so much more than my best friend. You’re like my better half.
I told you...
atrophy
I’m contemplating what my current decisions are.
something good must come of this
shame and fortune
Even though it’s a new day, it doesn’t seem any closer to my destination. Despite the fact that I’m being kept warm right now, it’s not the same. I need a body here laying next to me, holding me, and breathing in the same pattern as I am. But he’s not here, and he’s the only one fit for that job. Desolate.
Maybe I was wrong to think that you’re a bad...
confidence, to self doubt
Ohwell, you’ve got me under your spell, and I don’t think I’m kidding around, because I love you<3 One thing I’ll never regret, or never hate saying
I’m just ready for this weekend with my bby boy<3 Things will be back to their usual ways. And looking back with Dalton, I don’t miss it, I did this to myself, and helped myself out to be with the cutest...
I just read your livejournal, and it made me love you even more.
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Choleric
I can’t even understand the intensity of my anger. If it could turn into liquid form, it would fill the bath tub triple times. And I’m running out of ways to express this anger I have. Don’t you fucking dare confront me tomorrow. Because I will cuss the ever living shit out of your body. I’m not interested with getting stoned with you in the bathroom, or in your car...
illusion
My days are getting jumbled and twisted because I just count down the days until I can see you again. I’ve slipped up in all my mandatory perpertuals in life.
I just hope you don’t care, and goddamn you for feeding on my lonelinessss.
I need to go pick at my face because I’m a fucking drug addict, and that’s what relieves my stress. I got away with my secret habbit, and...
fictional
I don’t care about you two, and you know this. Don’t fuck with me because I’m on the verge of breaking, and I have nothing to lose. I just don’t see where you can begin to argue with me because I hate being around you.
Completely baffled that you’re so idiosyncratic. Because we all burn, just sometimes you’ll burn out before you intended via stupid fucking...
the deep abyss
I didn’t even know you existed, but you proved me to the point of wondering where you’ve been this whole time of my existance.
Like a whole part of me prospered and grew out. So thank you, really. Because this summer, I’m going to be absolutely miserable. Just being away from you when I wake up makes me miss you. So let alone, 2 months, I will surely die.
But when my eyes are...
