you're original. just like everyone else.
the only reason you're ignoring me is because i'm...
i wish i had missed the first time that we kissed;...
why can't you see what you're doing to me?
you've replaced me.
florescents: I hate knowing that you’re online, but you won’t message me. that you’re texting, but you won’t reply to me. that you’re on the phone, but you were too busy to call me. that you’re happy, but not with me.
i was stupid to believe you meant any of what you...
i love when guys moan.
i can say i'm done. i can say it doesn't bother...
note to others: don't come into my life if you...
i’m done letting people in if they’re only going to leave in the end.
you're the reason we aren't friends anymore.
you’ve ruined everything.
i don't really have the patience for applying fake...
You either want me here or you don't.
-sinkingship: There’s no in-betweens anymore. There’s no waiting. I’m sick of crying, I’m sick of feeling so fucking sick. You either want me in your life or you don’t. I’m not a fucking yo-yo.
I'm so close to giving up.
-sinkingship: For you I’d bleed myself dry.
feed the tumbeasts.
17 people on my blog.
temptation, resisting. they're the worst.
i love odd coincidences.
aprylbeLIEve and i were waiting for my dad to pick us up from the mall. i told her raise your glass by pink was stuck in my head. maybe a minute later, my dad pulled up. what was on the radio? raise your glass.
one word: ew. i have it, majorly. it’s an irrational fear of holes. i’m not afraid of holes like one in the ground or stuff like that. but google. ugh. some of the pictures, i have to wonder what the fuck is in the person’s skin. it’s like, i want to look at it to try to figure it out, but at the same time it freaks me the fuck out. i’ve had it since second grade. i...
hello anxiety attack. i didn't miss you at all.
why? i was doing very well without you.
you're the kind of guy that treats girls how they...
i'm always putting others first. i have to put...
there's absolutely nothing i can do. nothing i can...
Bury me beneath the sea.
-sinkingship: Why is it so difficult to figure out feelings nowadays? I’m sitting here, stuck. Lost. Trapped in completely and utter darkness. Not a clue as to how to describe these feelings. It’s a mix of emotions I can honestly say I’ve never felt before. Why’s it so… complicated? No, that’s not the word I want to use. Fucked? Maybe, who knows. It honestly bites sitting here, going through...
i don't know whether or not it's worth trying to...
none of this is worth it.
you and i never should have fought (if you can call it that) over any of this. over the things that happened. it’s all so.. pointless. it’s high school drama. why are we wasting our time?
So where do we even stand?
Can we just get over all this?
-sinkingship: I miss how things used to be.
I feel like this is all my fault. Or I had...
"I'm not afraid to say stuff back"
annaadrenaline: orly. Bring it. You aren’t a threat, and quite frankly you’ve gotten annoying. So go ahead and say what you want. I’m not holding back. that wasn’t about you. it was something entirely different.
Why you? Why now? Why this whole situation?
You make me happy, I just wish I could do the same...
Don't feel stupid for missing him, even if he...
it's scary how i can write something and a few...
catsanddopeshit asked: good god you don't know anything until you suffer from it. and I just linked all of my friends from my meetings to your blog, have fun, because all of them agree that trich is not self harm. and don't try changing your URL if you think you'll get one over on me. I put a track on your blog about 3 minutes ago when I saw that you were talking about me on your blog.