May 2012
1 post
2 tags
saturday
but you didn’t have to cut me off, make out like it never happened and that we were nothing.
February 2012
1 post
Are you fucking joking?
So say you don’t owe me anything (which you do), you couldn’t have at least sent me a text, told me in the hallway? You’re a bitch. A fake boy crazy bitch. Forget your true friends, go back to those whores that you are not yourself around. Forget your friends that have been there from the start, your friends that apparently aren’t your friends. Your a sorry excuse for a...
January 2012
1 post
Listen.
I want you to get drunk. Realize how much you miss me. Call me. If I don’t pick up call me again. And again. And again until I answer. Tell me how you truly feel cause I know your drunk self will tell me the truth. Then come over. Sneak in through the window I left open for you, the window I used to always have open for you and kiss me hard cause you missed me so much. Let me taste the...
December 2011
4 posts
4 tags
wednesday
because words was what got us dead in the first place. so we just won’t use words anymore. just shut up. just shut up.
gah
OMG TALK TO ME 247 PLEASE BBY.
November 2011
3 posts
4 tags
monday
i’ve loved you for a thousand years. i’ll love you for a thousand more.
2 tags
monday
oh okay um yeah well i guess yeah um thats cool yeah sure. whatever.
October 2011
2 posts
i can't even.
YOU LIKE TO HEAR YOUR OWN VOICE. AND YOU LIKE TO REPEAT THINGS. AND YOU THINK YOU ARE JUST SO SPECIAL.
I can't do this.
It isn’t fair for me to act like nothing’s wrong. To act like I’m not breaking inside. Because everything hurts, and everything makes me upset and I am broken. And no cares.
August 2011
2 posts
this is looking like a contest, or who can act...
but i liked it better when you were on my side.
July 2011
6 posts
I'm always angry, or tired, or scared. And it's so...
And I’ve cried for the past three days about everything. Fml.
i miss everyone.
i feel lost without my boys. everything seems foreign, and so so so empty. i don’t know how to smile if they aren’t the ones making me smile. i don’t know how to laugh, to love, to be happy. everything is gone. everything.
1 tag
Being away from home changes you,
It makes you miss people you’ve never thought you would miss and it changes your feelings for them. You can not stand them when they are two feet away but separate them by miles and miles and miles and it’s all different. Never make a decision on someone when you are away from them, your vision is blurred, hazy and literally distant. Make a decision when they are right in front of you,...
1 tag
hello.
this is basically a bunch of personal rants about all the shit in my life. follow me or not i’m just here to improve my writing while venting to improve my life. enjoy or whatever.
