Even if everything is so good right now, it doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. I know this isn’t you, why have you changed so much. I wish I could help you. When people have hurt you so much though it gets hard to even be close to them…I can’t anymore but I know you’re not okay and it sucks. Oh well. Everything’s gonna be okay for you one day, it just won’t be with my help. Life’s hard isn’t it.

  -  25 May 2012

So I missed the bus in the morning and had no other option but to walk but it was the morning and you know I don’t really have energy in the morning so I decided to just stay home and then my mom came home right now for lunch and she would kill me so I ran to my room and now I am hiding omg

1 note   -  15 May 2012

Me + Alcohol = BAD BAD BAD

Oh God what the heck did I just get myself into. Shiiiiiiit.

  -  1 April 2012

Times like these…

I wonder, where the hell did all my “friends” go?
Where did that go where I could simply choose any one to call just to talk about anything?
I know it’s not right to throw all your problems at someone but what are you supposed to do when all you want to do is have someone be there for you, when you just want a hug, a “everything’s going to be okay” even if noone knows if it is, or simply just a cliche “shoulder to cry on.”
I don’t think I have ever felt so alone in my entire life.
Right now I feel so awful, all I can do is cry about it and that sucks so major.
Where is that person who begs me not to cry, to say, “hey you know what? I give a shit about you.”
Does that person even exist?
Well shit noone will read this so i’ll just continue eating and watching 500 Days of Summer because I don’t even know what I want to do with my life anymore.

  -  31 March 2012

I still haven’t accepted that this is my life. And I just wish that I could be dumb. And then I wouldn’t know better and I could be happy and stop hoping. And I’m telling you this like you’re interested in my boring life.

3 notes   -  29 March 2012

Sometimes we love people so much that we have to be numb to it. Because if we actually felt how much we love them, it would kill us. That doesn’t make you a bad person. It just means your heart’s too big.

  -  29 March 2012

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